Downtown.

Downtown, it’s the only place where the vulnerable goes amiss in a vat of humanity. Where a smile gives a green light to the neighbor that everything is perfection. All troubles will be cured with the gentle wind and the sound of traffic, the light will illuminate all the perfections and will highlight all the imperfections. Where love is a simple currency and the true cost of living is suffering and fictious personas. A dynasty built on a buried town which remains in the shadows just like most things within this utopia where everything is waiting.   A lover which reflects those taunting dreams, the ideals that two years have craved out of a cherry tree. Every corner bar provides the sweet nectar that makes every stranger is the ideal partner. The stench of urine and the sticky scent of the earth provides a grave of the soulless, and yet the cold earth of downtown is unable to hold back the beating heart of a lost romantic in search of happily ever after.