The sky lightens, bringing heat. Bodies, baking under a glowing orange ball, bounce to the rhythms. Plastic bottles and empty pizza boxes cut through the thick air. The disappearing sun reveals bodies slamming into each other. Some emerge bruised and bloodied.
Tired limbs carry their cargo, making the trek back home .
Trash and filthy water overflow, littering the pathways and flooding those unfortunate enough to have settled nearby. Voices erupt into spontaneous singing. Songs, voices, and jokes delay heads from resting on pillows. Voices fade, eyes drift close. Stilling heat prevents longer slumber.