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So what had happened was…

Published on 24/06/09
by Ro

Man, where to start. Last time I posted I was chillin’ in this lil room in my homeboy’s basement working my brains out and hoping I found a place to stay after my exodus from Harlem. Yeah, it was pretty tough. But armed with my supremely positive attitude, an always strong work ethic and a good group of friends (Monte’, I owe you big time, man. And Graham, you’re the man, dude), I was able to finish my plan and get back to my beloved BK. And I love my new place. Like, really. And my new roommate is the bestest. I think the first week all I did was smoke, drink really good wine, eat fruit and just chill the fuck out. From the beginning of the year, as most people know, it’s been pretty rough, and I hit a really bad patch. Doubly so cause the first anniversary of my uncle Q’s death passed as well… and I still miss him. Ha, but I know he would just tell me to suck it up and do what I gotta do, so I did. And I’m glad I did, because it has all been worth the craziness I put myself through to get here. Thanks to all who helped me get through. You know I don’t forget these type of things.

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