the west indian parade was so fuckin cool, and i blew off this awesome lady who wanted me to dress in costume and dance in the parade, all because i was so fuckin tired that i had to turn off life for the weekend and snooze it out.
but thank god for labor day! the parade was full of food, coconut-vodka pineapple slushies, and reggaeton. and real-tobacco spliffs with real rastas. then the bar, and then fuckin front row at big boi. sweet ass.
tomorrow my assignment is 'beat exploring'... just walk around the hood and talk to people. get to know what the fuck is going on. this is day two of my two-day week. i fucking love it.
but even without class i got a shit load to do, on the streets--which i much prefer.
i'm not gonna lie this sam cooke has got me wanting to fall in love.
first things first things first
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