Tuesday, July 27, 2010

A night walk in Harlem


That's what green-horns and wannabe-gangstas do to prove their worth. Not as hazardous as one might think. We appeared to be the only whites in the whole neighbourhood. Nobody seemed curious about our presence there, though. We didn't get killed. We didn't get stabbed. We weren't roasted like chickens and eaten for lunch (metaphor). Our bravery and stamina let us survive. Stereotypes suck. Harlem FTW.

3 comments:

  1. Encouraged by my first comment succesfully posted - the second one will be short: Kube rulez in Harlem. M.O.O.
    Latest news from Poland - we desperately look for the Spanish translator!!!!!!!!!!! There are 89 pages to translate into Polish. :-)

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  2. do you have one bike for two ?
    are you giving some lessons to making love on one bike ?

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  3. nope - got a car and a bike.
    yup - we can give some lessons but you won't make it riding 120 m/h anyways. get a '100 sexual positions' book instead and find yourself a gf, bf, an animal, a corpse (whatever your taste may be) to try them

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