Away from the city's main arteries

Polluted and stagnant, the canal below my feet. Above, made from cement and iron. the elevated walkway. 

Surrounded by a slum, and friendly folks. 

Under this structure. I found myself in a sanctuary, briefly, away from the blistering sunlight and the madness of a bloated city. 



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