“So this guy came in the other day, this older guy, his name was John, he was like 24 or something but he was so fitted out. His teeth were so straight and white, and he had this pretty hair. He was fine. I was taking his order but I kept forgetting, and I was all ‘So what’s your name?’ He told me he was one-half black, one-quarter Puerto Rican and one-quarter Indian. He didn’t have no rings on or nothing, and I don’t even know if he had a baby mamma. I was saying to myself, ‘Damn, why can’t I be 20 or 21?’ He was hella fine, oh yeah. That boy was fine as fuck.”

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