Quartoggiaro 2000

Always far from the center
always in the suburbs
always on the edge
at the beginning and at the end,
suspicious of looks behind
I walk on borders as thin as cobwebs.

I will show you a negro
with a mouth full of pearls
walking around the neighborhood.
He will spit happiness into our hands.
And we will never get enough.

--B-A-R-A-B-B-A--D-A--S-E-R-E-G-N-O--

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