Whilst steering okada through streets of shouts and blares, Akeem keeps calm by intermittently pulling to the conscious one of mind’s many dreamt scenes of softly chirping flora.

Aleatory are tips for rides and, as well, infinitesimal are their received good wills—leaving in his head mammering mingling with melancholic moods.

But, at each stopped light which transforms into airy bright are, as well, other preferred forms: poles into trunks, puddles into peat, bustle into rustle, smog into mist, ads into leaves, and congestion into space.

Pittance pays for his days. Then, Akeem redeems for his daze with the green that makes him wealthier than all: notes of memory, imagination, and peace. ; )

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