This man stood there, his head a maze of thought.
"Where the hell is he!"
He was waiting for the hook up. Goods never show up on time in this part of town.
"There you are bitch!" he hi fives his hook up.
"You got the shit?"
"Yeah i got the shit. Don't i always got the shit?"
He passes him a book of art.
"Keep it low, they shoot on sight for this shit."
He puts the book in his pocket.
"Right. now to score some wine..."
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A jokey script if you can call it that, but a very real message. don't let OUR world die. They are killing it.
