Hace Frio

The woman said something about me wearing shorts on this cold ass night. Something "hace frio, que loco." I could of easily said "I just came from the gym and I forgot my cell phone so what mami?" Too many damn language barriers in one street. No wonder there's mad hostility. But only good thing about is that it keeps it mysterious in a way and keeps everyone to their own business. Queens ain't like a suburb in bumblefuck Upstate New York where people say "Hi" to their neighbors on a daily basis. I know it ain't just me, you get that feeling when you see a neighbor and at first you're like "Hey man, how's it going?" It usually ends there or continues a bit with what business you are about to get into or where you just came from. That's really it. If it exceeds that not only does it a) waste my time and b)it's information I could easily not give a fuck about.

The only real thing that kept my mouth shut earlier is that my car is parked wherever they were stooping at; I really don't want my shit scratched or tampered with. And I could care less of socializing with them. Move it along, nothing to see here.

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