swaliny was walking down the streets passing all the shops in Detroit including hers. it was a beautiful day althuogh it did have something sinister about it. there was always a vibe like that hanging around in DT. With everything that was always happening here, it would be weird if everything would be sunshine and rainbows. still it was a really quiet day apart from the few thugs running around. she thought about the city. it was great here. she could do almost wathever she wanted, but still there were a lot of people watching her. there are restrictions and bad blood between crews is the last thing you want. she walked further down and suddenly stopped. she saw a swall and young kid being beaten down by 2 older men. the kid probably said something wrong. freedom is a strange comcept. you can do wathever you want, but on the other hand you have to keep pleasing whomever is in charge. i get why we have to do that, cause otherwise if everyone would do what he or she wants there would be a lot of chaos, bu still it isn't what you want. you want to be free in thought and wringting as well as actions. i guess it is better this way. now we don't have to worry about what we can or can't do, cause there are rules made for everything. she walks away smiling. maybe i should just keep it that way.