Visit Jan 2025 East York MALL
Me sit on bench. Watch people move, talk, laugh. Me like ghost. Family see me. They scoot, quick like squirrel. When me stand, woman say, "He’s leaving!" Happy like me fix world. Strange people.
Chess men nod. Respect? Maybe. Others not care. Me talk, they quiet. Ask time? Invisible.
Stores new. Signs strange. Loud talk, big crowds. All noise, no heart. City spin. Me stand still.
End day. Security push people out. All go. Tomorrow same. Me come back? Why? Who know.
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