The days would always pass and the unexpected would arise at just the moment. Jacky made his way out to the streets, a young hustler on the grind. He takes a drag of his joint as he looks into the smokey alley at the aftermath. In this thing, it pays to be as straight up as you can. Tonight there was an issue that needed to be delt with. Things in this world or life always have an end game, and it is not always what everyone would assume.

“Tonight the dealings in Seattle has become threatened, and had to be resolved in a matter that no one is happy about. The time for us to come together and make this work has bent a corner that could not be tolerated any longer. “

Jacky takes a drag of his joint before he continues, exhaling as tho the day took a toll on him.

“Yes, it was completely inner city politics. No one likes that, but things have to be done, One city has to work as one unit. Or as close to a unit as you can possibly get. Trust is one of the biggest obstacles, as well as one of the thinnest line. The security of the city as well as its occupants start within, and when a corner is dark and huddled, the temperature rises slowly with assumption, and the situation gets dirty. Not everyone may agree, or understand. As usual, the world turns."

Jacky makes his way back to hustling on the block, moves had to keep being made in these streets.