ITS A TRIP

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"Damn you must be tripping dog" he thought as his legs carried him amaizingly to the next best peddler "Thema" (aka mokoro wa mashada) He opened the green gate and four doors down along the red brick path, a row of houses five on his left and five on his right, there she was as expected waiting for him. At that point the seen felt as if it had been scripted, three outcomes were possible if he approached her while pulling out the 500 shs note from his pocket, she would get up and get the products from within the house, if he just approached her she would inch her hand closer to the revolver stored in a pocket in the back of her sit, considering that news on the raid at Kush man had already reached her, or she would simply not notice him at all because the guy in house number three would step out and block the path of view to him as he stepped while complaining with his wife. A tense moment as he approached her she probably felt it too. He instinctively inserted his hand in his pocket to pull out the cash just then the guy stepped out, 'f**k I need to take a walk, we will talk about this later' he said slamming the door behind him. 'don't bother coming back you worthless piece of s**t' the wife shouted from within, 'damn am gon end this' he mumbled to himself as he walked past Esus. if she knew it was the last thing she would say to her husband would she have reacted differently, probably Esus thought. "but damn you just need to get high dog" a voice not quite his own said. By then Thema was in her house getting the products, being a regular customer she had an idea of what he was after
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