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't have a vehicle so we had to walk everywhere we went. I didn't mind to

at went over the road. We even stopped and looked at some things outside of diffe

he handle that was in the back. She was skilled at walking up the stairs backwards without falling.

at would've made my day bad and right now, I was in a good mood. Once the bus came, we paid our fare and

black hair and a mustache with a little hair on his chin. He looked like he was in his early 20s. I looked up at him slowly becaus

I looked down in a hurry. I cou

s attention to my mother. "Excuse me, mami

and then back at the man. "I

t I could see right through him. "Now I gotta go all the way to Sullen Blvd just to come back.

she smil

ok like two months to set it up. All my boys thought I was crazy. They were like 'what, y

ing at him anymore. He just kept talking and kept talking. What is he trying to

n, that was messed up." He looked down for a shor

't giving up. She finally closed the magazine she was holding and looked at him. "Wh

ycle ac

ye

t yourself a coffin'. I got this tattoo when he died." He showed my mom his tattoo. I didn't look because I

t a little and he raised his eye

nodded

didn't think . . . and in this city, if you don't th

t's

ooked up to see if he finally left. He was still there, just staring at

ng bubble gum. "Yeah," sh

as born here." He pointed at h

here a

loser to us. "What, you ca

t his compliment. "She's not

was acting shocked a

ea

of here,

me but I just sat there and listened to their conversati

ugh." He tilted his head in my direction q

thi

ur

her number. I knew that was going to happen. It never fails. Some guy shows up out of nowhere and starts complimentin