this south is dirty and this corner is hot, summer coming up the block, seeing her t-shirt clinging to her hip and stained cherry red on the front, 103 degrees and the offer of shade, she lead me back to her sister's backyard, the pool surface like scattered conflict diamonds, she is reaching and stripped down so quickly and I can't help but follow, kissing under cover of the cool water and knowing that money never matters because tomorrow always comes early and the money comes by any means necessary...
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