I walk into a cage of landscaped roof
and flavored fumes,
dimly lit corners of sombreros and welded reptiles on the ceiling,
in a town of murals where cash is king from past crimes history.
A rainbow feathered bird sits on a perch by the door
daring for a cup of tea where time stands still
from a world of counterfeit smiles and organic greed.
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