The land of famed disappearances
Where bean cakes are adornments for garments
When you dream
It takes less ado
With willing hands around
And strong support.
The land sandwiched between the hills
Hilly yet smooth for willing hands
Fertile for your growth
If your seed is viable.
Like the ones at Thinking School.
Boasts of great youth
Ready to reform the space
Meeting at the 'convergence'.
Even when they say its back waters
We jolly in our Port’O Fino
Or no Ubers to take you around
Yet we get Transporta’d easily.
photography by Solohtolz