Once again, we’re lost. Yeah, I shouldn’t let other people drive and swear they know where they’re going. How did we end up at the train tracks? I looked around and all I found was graffiti the smell of urine and …Boats?
Well, just as I was about to lose hope, along comes a thug. I had to stop him and get directions out of here.. but my homeboy thought he saw something; that look a thug gets when he’s been in jail before. So we explored his mind and found out he’d done some things in there. That’s when I came up with a little game. Who gets hard first… you know what…find out for yourselves just what went down. Click on the video.

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