bump bump...... bump bump....
no space in this place, when u go about to put your feet on the next ground someoe's already there, am in the know not, Frederiko might go way ahead and me gone loose him
Another thing my eyes see are spits...... kills my insides flat!
Frederiko insist i dont complain coz at Aunt Nera am gone see them mo... reason why that is so he knows but clears my mind that this is downtown. Mhhh down with the town so them people have to put there own spits down too, beats my logics
"Only pay 20 bob" Frederiko hands over the bag.... point to a mall medium bus.....
where do i get em off.......
"He knows" points to a shouting man........