Tuesday, January 30, 2007

PRICE LE$$






I got on the train tonight about 8:10 PM. In his RDS uniform, he proceeds to ask me if I'm a cop and opens a cheap cigar. He carefully slices down one side with the corner of his metro card. Then, empties the tobacco onto the floor and carefully selects his leaf. He opens his courier bag, pulls out a whole bud, and begins to roll a fat joint.

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