"This town is a shit town"

                                              The "mayor" got picked up driving his pawnshop Harley without tags or a licence, (a district bench-warrant out for his arrest), he'll spend a weekend in the drunk tank to work off his fines. Outside the rural sidewalk community lingers upon residential porches and boarded up ice cream parlors. An abandoned steel yard remains two blocks down the narrow roadside approaching the pedestrian library. Even the homeless shelter in this "shit down" falls short of sate compliance and health department regulations. On the dull interstate outskirts of the eighth largest city. These people belong here. Bodies left decomposing long after their souls, buried between heaping piles of boring Sunday papers, stacked sordidly upon morning tables in Summer. Between evening rainfall and cheap Bloody Mary's. Boiling on the burning stove, a teapot is crying out steam from it's piping eye holes.
                                            Late, late at night, the easier hours to tolerate in this shit town. The barroom thrives to it's overplayed theme song sing-along, the same drunk ass stationary upon the same bar stool,  nothing too savvy. Closing time, talk of the girl with the "scissor" tattoo on her left wrist. They say she gives alright head in the alley behind the car wash. "Maybe you'll take your chances tonight, eh Bobby?", one man says to the other. It is the suburban D.U.I. capital around here. Don't let the "Jump-Out-Boys" catch you walking down the street looking pensive or peculiar,(probable cause), you might be subject to a frisk or 20 bland questions:
              
                                          1."Who are you?" 2."Why?" 3."Where were you?"4."Why?"5."Where you going?"6."Why?"7."You were walking kind of fast weren't you?"8."Why?"9. You by yourself?"10."Why?"11. "You going to meet somebody?"12."Who?"13."You been drinking tonight?"14."How many?"15."Why do have money in your wallet?"16."Are you on drugs?"17.Are you suicidal?"18."Are you homicidal?"19."Do you have weapons at home?"20."Where do you live?"
                 
                                        You have the right to remain silent, you have the right to an attorney, you do not have the right to leave this shit town as long as you're on probation.