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The smell of sweat and stress and joy
fill the air, under Boston, in the purgatory
that the homeless call home, the nomads
call life, the depressed call the end.

I use it as transportation and a place to air
my dirty laundry to the lady with no ears.

Hayley Garrigus is a Freshman at Bard College in New York.