Morning, Noon and Night

Morning, noon and night the city centre drain slave gets walked all over by uncaring customers. Most of them don’t give a second thought, or even realise he’s down there beneath their dirty sandals and shoes! As far as they are concerned, they’re just walking over a dirty municipal drain – part of the city’s sewer system!

Casually and unconcernedly walking over the drain slave

He gets a good view of her pink flip-flops...

...along with her pedicured toenails!

Such feminine footwear - effectively walking all over him!

He can see the ingrained dirt on her flip-flop soles

She can't even see him at all - or, at least, she's not even looking, being engrossed on her telephone call high above the lowly drain slave!

All too soon, as with nearly all his customers, she's gone - getting on with her superior life!

But this is a busy street, and the drain slave doesn't have to wait long for his next customer to appear

A beautiful black girl, wearing leopard-print sandals!

Her pretty toenails are painted black, to complement her beautiful, brown feet!

But, really, all the drain slave can see is the dirty soles of her sandals...

...and her beaming face as she responds to a text message from one of her many friends

The drain slave could never be her friend. He's just a slave...

...fit only to look her in the filthy sandal-sole!

And there is a lot of ingrained street dirt on these particular sandal soles. Evidently one of the young lady's favourite pairs!

She too is only over the slave momentarily...

...and like her predecessor doesn't even look at him in the sewer beneath her

The next young woman to pass by is equally distracted...

...another smoker

The drain slave knows that not because he can see the cigarette in her hand...

...but because there is a used cigarette butt stuck to the sole of her converse sneaker!

There it is - squashed precariously onto the bottom of her shoe!

The inevitable happens...

...and it falls off her shoe...

...and onto the drain slave's confined forehead!

Oh how humiliating! Oh how demeaning for him!

He can't even taste her pretty lips on it, since it has fallen onto his feckless forehead!

Haha, feel it and weep, drain slave. I wonder what other pieces of dirt and detritus regularly fall onto your face?

 

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