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The Pimp


He leans against the the brick wall, smoking
he has snared his arm
around a sobbing prostitute's neck
in a strangling grip
and mascara has smeared her facial escape.

He talks to other hooker, who reflects
her facial appearance
in a pocket mirror.

He throws the cigarette butt into a puddle
and it sizzles and drowns.




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Publicerad 2024-01-02 06:42



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