A Black male in a White truck with Dominion lettered on the passenger door, and with his passenger window rolled down, 'bout halfway. He had the tunes on his whatever source, blasting: "Let's Get It On," as he parked, exited his truck, and managed his business, as it were.
I turned the key on my Chariot, and let the first CW song that played across the airwave go loud and clear, across the parking lot. Briefly, of course.
Y'all know why. Can't have Someone disturbing the peace.
And now a neighbor gal is over with her b and switch scenario of her last few dates? Charlotte, NC.
You need to be around friends and family, czarina. If you haven't got a reason to be there, eg a job, go back to familiar surroundings and people. The world is a big place and can get unbearably lonely and dangerous when you feel all alone in it.
Is that right? If what I post or write is so unworthy of anyone reading it, why do you? And a boatload of others find it of interest?
Just saying, and stating the obvious.
Where do you people come from?