Voices barely audible,
full of story sitting on the steps
a voice says loudly while chatting on his phone,
"yeah, my voice is sounding weird even to me tonight"
the seagulls start to laugh
the women's voices continue to share their stories,
barely audible
unless you are meant to hear.
1am Saturday morning - Park Street
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