Chinatown

The crowded gazes filled with wonder,

The taste of the air succumbing to its sights.

A living space,

Turned into a historical outpost.

With life brimming to its end,

Merry and disdain fills their hearts.

A life worth seeing, but not living.

Their gold turned into dough,

While families await their rations.

A town lost in time,

With relics of each and every era.

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