Caesarean Rhapsody

It was a Wednesday afternoon. The sun was beating down on my brow and I squinted to see the ugliness just meters ahead. I watched in amazement as a garbage truck drove whirred and poofed more crap into its surroundings than it had cleaned. I don’t have to elaborate; the picture should show you the sorry state of affairs that was. I don’t think any city with public facilities as good as this, deserves to be called a metropolis.