It’s very dark outside.
It’s probably 2 AM.
7/11 sign very bright.
Homeless people asleep on the side of the street.
Distinct public bathroom smell.
Now, a distinct halal cart smell.
Policemen sitting in their cars.
There are a few pedestrians.
No partygoers — it’s a weekday.
Now, a distinct marijuana smell.
My peripheral vision is slightly blocked by the sides of my hoodie.
That garden looks dead.
That restaurant is actually dead.