TW | SA
TW | SA
From her kitchen in a container near the rank she arrives at night, scolding and so on, in a huff of takeaway styrofoam containers and things exchanged for left over food. Dadoh settles in to the office chair Jimmy spends his days in.
The bike slides out from under him, wet slick as he brakes too late, crossing Harrow to Hillbrow, both of them, James, and his girlfriend sliding into the path of an oncoming truck. He, protected by the bike, lost only his legs.
After his arrest no-one mentioned him, he dropped out of our thoughts, except to mock that he had been arrested so easily. So dom. So fucking dom that Boyo.