Here’s one, i ennoy a hardcore, and im walking home, its pouring rain, a black woman ahead of me has her hands full with shopping, her child is crying with its hands out, shes saying come on, he not moving, as i go past i look down and back at him and smile, and she goes ‘oh come on’ and goes back and picks him up. I walk along and this guy pulls across the road, says ‘do you know where ??? is’, his foot is on the road and he’s reaching for ether a blade or a spray, not a piece, you could tell by the way he put his hand around it, you couldnt see his hand but you could tell, Right then the woman who now has her son and two bags of shopping in her arms but is happy, says ‘ye its….’, we both look at her and she cops theres something, i walk on and she keeps giving what she knows to be meaningless directions. Strange how the little things we do can change our lives so dramaticly dont you think?
