a few guys carrying party flyers jog towards us from the iron gate entrance. One in particular was busy pulling up his jeans with his hips and ass cheeks spilling out over the waist band, showing off his black boxer briefs. The little black t-shirt and the little knots in his fro where he probably anxiously twisted his hair told me everything I needed to know, almost like Kodak Black minions. Either he was a bad decision or a good time.
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