Aint no much to write.........not today anyways...been out of that city and it does feel good, am now fresher than, and smarter than, breath all that air and pay for you to live in that town in the name of life in the city, I rather my village blood remains here, inside my insides, and in the village, where we dont count no fish no......not the way they sell it there, I mean I stood in for aunt Nera all this time and you sell them fish like they have toe nails......food insecurity i call, how no one plants not even onion in them pots is just out of my mind think tank, a peny for fish , a penny for flour and a penny for going to empty your bowels , I would rather here my empties drop down the hole...tup.... tup...tup, a thousand miles down, but all fre...e...e to do that
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