Downtown, the scale’s still epic, but at least you can walk. Cross
The street from the Bradbury to the Central Market; eat
A prawn taco; stroll past the Million Dollar Hotel to
Skid Row; first world concertinaed into third in the high
American Style. In this ghost of a city humans
Still stroll rather than cruise, shout rather than honk. The lofts are just
Starting to sell. The heart of the city exists after all,
Tucked away as though the limbs are ashamed of its vigour.
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