Free Entry 1, Week 1

Carrollton sucks, point blank Jack Daniels no chaser black hole sucks. New Yorkers have this sixth sense, the ability to see through bullshit- like a cabby taking an extra long route to your house-and that’s what I feel I’m knee dip in here. This is not a personal attack on the people of Carrollton, I’m just keeping it real. There is nothing to do here, I’m used to Bodega’s and loosey’s, brothas on the block sippin fortys, not college students standing in front of the watering hole waiting for their next prey. My friends and family tell me “find some activities,” some of them don’t seem to understand that riding the train to Brooklyn and back vulnerable to attack from any shady character acting asleep in the corner seat was my part of my activities; plopping on my couch, knees feeling like a stretched out shirt, cause I just ran from 125^th home, was what made my day, not going to the game room playing basketball with an avatar I barely know. No Schomburg, No dirty Chinese spots, no street preachers, no dollar dutches- they act like they’re imported from Cuba or something – just the Ingram library, Z6, payed educators, and gas stations. what did I get myself into?