Back alleys.
Hidden spaces of ill repute.
Storage of waste, both detritus and human.
The debris refused and left
to dreg and scrap for trash.
World's garbage left in unused passage.
Festering in dank corners
along with the creatures of distaste.
Rats and cockroaches, society's down and out.
All looked on as vermin, in an underworld
and out of sync.
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