Beneath the streets subway cars rumble. Platform serenades soothe or annoy while you wait. Offshore, Lady Liberty watches and wonders when Freedom’s bright promise will be renewed and fulfilled at America’s gateway.  

Welcome to San Luno, run by Señor Bruno We sleep during your day light Within this city we keep desert hours We come awake at night Buildings made of mesa, stone and pueblo cliffs The inhabitants are happy Though there’s lots we miss. Like there…