If Papakura were clean, it would look beautiful and sparkling. Papakura would be pleasant and sound lovely; it would also smell fragrant. The birds in Papakura would sing their harmonious songs and chirp; the trees would be standing tall, although looking like they’re standing their ground.
Papakura’s sense of touch would feel delightful. The sensations you would feel are lush grass and a small coldness. The grass would look like it had been trimmed by a barber. The trees would be melodious in the summertime; you would see the flowers glistening in the clean air.
The substance that would taste good there is the delightful nourishment. It gives me a warm feeling inside my stomach; there would be no pollution in the air. There would be no rubbish on the streets. There would be more parks and more shops. You would see people eating and drinking coffee and eating their bread.
You would hear and see birds. You would feel more relaxed and clean. You could walk barefoot, and your foot would still be clean. You would feel nostalgia there. There would be no yelling everywhere because Papakura would be calm. The invigorating air would come alive, and so would the grass.
If Papakura were clean, you would hear lawnmowers and cars zooming past you. You would hear people chattering and kids playing in their local park. You would smell the fragrants of flowers and lavenders.