Whoever, or whatever, are the madcap aboriginals, puzzling out these in-coming to Mannahatta weird freaks:
To the aboriginals, it was fifteen or twenty thousand freaks coming in each wee week,
To the aboriginals, it was a million freaks—-manners freaky and super freaky— freaky voices devoid of openness and hospitality,
Pulling into sweet shores, of, not exactly the riviera, or, in the sense the aboriginals possess, Mannahatta, either,
Spam of Human Affection 
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