"This wonderful decay"

"Wow Mrs Helen sure knows how to ride a motorcycle.Shes going fast but i like it.Saturday night in athens means many many cars and that leads of course to many many but many stupid drivers.At first i thought "Oh my ...mrs Helen sure goes fast and she rides way to careless for me.But then i realised that im in the back of a motorcycle,maybe i should enjoy the ride by all means.We passed through,narrow streets,"dirty neighborhoods ",places full of sin and sweat,girls victims of their own desires and addictions,dirty old men waiting in the line,perverts waiting in every corner,drug sellers and drug victims,houses of 2, full of people with no dreams,maybe one,to lead a normal life without all this shit,smells of asian food,and asian songs,staying in but looking outside.What tomorrow brings for them?Maybe nothing..Sounds of pleasure,and sounds of despair,all in all i really dont care.I only care about what ill see next,cause deep inside me i know.I hear a familiar voice."Are u scared?Oh no Mrs Helen no,im not,im in fact enjoying the ride..so much that i would love to go to more darker places,i want to see with my own eyes the decay of a generation.The fake seduction of the hookers in the corner of the street,I want to see them sinking more into abyss.Dont take me wrong,but i feel safe on this,and i want to see it closer ,i want to taste this decay..In less than 4 minutes,we got to another place.Fancy buildings,expensive ones,couples holding hands,but that doesnt mean that sick minds only exist in darker places..No absolutely no..Its more sick actually,because all this is a cover,a cover for violence,mazochism,fetich,perverts with a family,sick bastards ,wanna be sluts,future drug victims,disturbing scenes of sick daily routine...i dont know what else.Here its even scarier than there,because there u know what are u going to see,but here what u see is all fake,something that u cant even imagine is the truth...a truth we all avoid to face,maybe because we too have our own dirty little secrets...Please i want to ride once more,i want this hypocrisy to disappear,to feel pure again,just please ride a bit more...i wont talk ,i swear,i just want to see whats true and real...faster to feel the wind on my face,the tears on my eyes.To feel the decay behind me.