We had a kid at the school where I taught that we referred to as Two-Step. Nice kid, decent attendance, got about a C for effort, but that was more than most kids got. We never called him Two-Step to his face, his name was actually Demontrae, but it was common in the staff lounge to refer to him as such. We called him this, because of his "two-step plan". Demontrae had gotten two tattoos, one on each side of his neck. The first one said GET MONEY, the second said FUCK BITCHES. We, as teachers, thought this was hilarious, of course.
I don't know why I was thinking about Two-Step today. Maybe it's because I wish life could actually be boiled down to two simple steps to happiness like that, or some other such soul-searching bullshit. Or maybe it's because secretly, deep down in my withered old heart, I want that kid to succeed.
Go on, Two-Step. I'm rooting for you.
I don't know why I was thinking about Two-Step today. Maybe it's because I wish life could actually be boiled down to two simple steps to happiness like that, or some other such soul-searching bullshit. Or maybe it's because secretly, deep down in my withered old heart, I want that kid to succeed.
Go on, Two-Step. I'm rooting for you.
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lemonkid:
Well as long as you can remove the leaves so it doesn't over-steep, that's the key.
baudot:
You know, I've always been a bit blind to the difference. When last I was here, in '99, the East just seemed a bit poorer, a bit drabber, not much else. Now it's gentrifying. Kreuzberg, the poor enclave of the West, is almost entirely gentrified, and that wave is pushing into its eastern neighbors.