![]() The Far East Side of the BackroomsA Poem by Bootleg![]() A descriptive on Asian markets.![]()
"Imagine the backrooms,
but everyone on earth is present. A non-euclidean village for every square metre. The smell of an enigma ventilating from the broken AC. Is it chicken rice? Is it defecation? The place is lively, yet the objects are soulless. The bright white light's blinking makes the shirts stain grey. Touch it, and feel a thousand germs. Stroll boundlessly through the Vivo and the sandals, Till auntie's persuasive shouting numbs your ears to deaf. There is no exit. This is the continent."
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1 Review Added on March 14, 2022 Last Updated on March 14, 2022 Tags: Asia, markets, the backrooms Author
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