The headline reads
What Happens When the Glitterati Leave?
And I thought it
A good question
It is not the kind of thing
With which I have to contend
Here
Because
Here
Is not a place the glitterati go
They seldom pass through it
Stopping
Perhaps
Only to fill their tanks
And sneer at the backwards provinciality
The same is true for where I was
Where I was before that
However
Is not a place the glitterati will ever leave
It is one of their homelands
Where herds of them
Coruscating in flickering light
Are ushered along
To some uncertain end
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