Urban Haiku

Parking garage sounds,
drippy wet echoes inside.
I must find a space.

Oily cement ooze
smell of exhaust perfumes me.
I love the city.

Darkness seeps inside.
Behind pole the bad man hides.
Help, I’m getting mugged.

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