Hey, if you sit there thinking, it been a while since he wrote anything, is nothing happening over there then you are wrong. It is the other way around. Even so I manage to be a bit bored at times. This week I have been doing some tricks and fooled a lot of people. Sometimes it is so easy. I really like it as well. Anyway I guess the first thing I have to write about since it happened last weekend is when I befriended the village drug-dealer, Justus. I was just coming out of my apartment on my way to the subway for a night out. Time might have been around ten in the evening. He called me "big man" and seemed to have been attracted to me by way of my dress. This night like a rockstar of some class: black trousers and shirt, white tie, and sunburn from the boat trip.
Anyway Justus started to peddle me drugs but I wasn't really interested. He actually understood "straight edge" and immediately changed tactics asking for a dollar to buy wine instead?! I used my American vocabulary and just said later as I left for the subway.
When I returned to my house the next morning about four or so Justus was there asking for his dollar! This must be the first American that developed listening and also thinks that the words have meaning. So I gave him his dollar straight up, even though the liquor store was closed by then. Then he showed a much worse initiative: he said "give me two dollars and I go home!" I really don't care where Justus goes so I told him and went home to sleep, without anyone giving me 2 dollars.
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