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In a public restroom, the walls are sweaty and cold,
partially covered with crumbling tiles.
The toilets are clogged with excrement, and people
step on them with their feet to avoid soiling their clean white behinds.
On the vomit-stained cement floor, slices of fried ham lie scattered,
being crushed by shoes and palms. The air is thick and white.
A group of people stands by the window, smoking,
blowing their noses, and laughing. On the windowsill, a young
mother swaddles her baby, who is covered in
brown spots. The window, smeared with green
paint, has solid, shiny bars. In the corner,
to the left of the toilets, another hanged man hangs from a rusty pipe.
He smells.
On the side, an inscription is written in brick.
Tomorrow holds no promises
Except the ones we've made