(diner on Lexington, Upper Eastside)

Pass the salt…

I told Sol….

Told him what…fucking egg salad…

Told him call you on Thursday…you could fit…

Why? pepper…pass the pepper.

Take the call?

What? from who..why’d you do this?

I’m obligated…

Fuck that….fuck obligations..

(Lunch at Mainchance Drop in Center)

Yo pass the salt this motherfucker got no flavor…..this is some bullshit…yo…it be flat and shit….

Watch your mouth….

It do be flat….(whispered) motherfucker…

That’s it…you out…I done warned you enough…

Fuck you and fuck this mother fucking place bitch…

You got five minutes to get your stuff and leave Mr. Brown….

Aint that a motherfucking bitch.

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The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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