People bustle with city eyes & urgency.
The metropolitan world-worn walk
with the Costa and the iPhone,
armed.
Scaffolding like ivy,
chewing-gum pavement processions
leading A to B,
or somewhere in between.
Comfort in the space between buildings and heads,
apart.
People have been coming here for hundreds of years;
folding beneath the red-brick authenticity,
looking for answers.
Maybe that's just me,
turning to books and bargains to get
my piece of the road.
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