A pantheon of strange pursuits,
performed by men who wear dark suits,
shadowplay
and trades to ply,
quick as a trick
before your very eyes
The leather gloved are rarely loved,
did he fall or was he shoved?
punching hard
above their weight
damaging the communal substrate,
files are passed in city parks
by trilby wearing dark glassed narks,
eyes like sharks,
flint hard,
like diamond shard,
don't expect a calling card.
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