Good morning bridge.
Good morning Chinatown.
Looking good giant chicken, looking good.
Good morning wild child, good to see you. Where's everyone else?
Here they are, with the big bad city as their backdrop. Firetrucks and ambulances roar down the streets several times a day. Our room is practically in the street. The bungalow walls are paper-thin, It's okay. Chaos feeds the creative imagination.
Take for example the note I sent home on last night's homework. Signatures were requested. It was returned promptly. I admire expediency.