Salutations from the Ghetto Nation

evening all,

I am not a brave man.

Neither physically, morally or emotionally am i anything other than a coward.

Often my job requires me to go some of the less salubrious areas of the city, usually alone and sometimes unannounced, at odd times of the day and night.

I usually get by with a mixture of cheerful stupidity, respectful demeanour, an innate belief in the basic decency of all folks, a willingness to negotiate, a small instinct for self preservation,

and a big pair of boots with nasty steel toecaps in them....

It was the steel toe caps that saved me today.

night all



Warrior Soul