I hate this fucking city.
Not because of its poority,
but its fucking spring wind and the sand in it, they stop me from opening my eyes.
I hate its fucking citizens.
They won't look around before they cross the roads, even when the traffic lights are red.
I hate its dirty roads.
I hate the young guys living in it, who are proud of speaking terrible words.
I hate its traditions. It makes me unhappy.
I will fly away the fucking city. And never come back.