The skies are some kind of strange...floating the way they float.
dancing clouds and whirling winds doing some kinds of cartwheels.
This alley is so long... very twisty and confusing!
I pause, more boxing and then some.
hagglers left and right.
winds is blowing such a big one.
I zip up my jacket as batter and tattered as it is.
some meatball looking like a zombie whom has be through many a time in the ring comes up.
i reach for my clip on the side of my hip... do i have blast this clown tonight?
"Can you spare a square?" said the meatball not aware of my clip in hand.
I guess when you are in such a way, the focus is bad.
"No, square to spare." I reply still with my gun in hand.
Meatball sees it now and mumbles away slowly.
I continue walking after the zombie back in the background yet, more cautious than before.
95 bullets in this gun.
The air get more eerie as I walk onwards.
silent is increasing at each block.