Back in the days when Sammy was your idol.
Richmond is ever more depressing, what a hole. The ties that keep me here are dear to my heart and I cannot leave them to the ravages of this city, and their selves. But there are the days when we just have to battle on, reason in one hand and the flaming sword in the other. I know there are only a few that can be saved, and the rest of this city can go to hell.
It is beyond repair, hence the reason every one flew to the suburbs and are just starting over with their own yuppie white version of Richmond, sky scrapers and all, in the glorious place known as Short Pump. Hopefully they have some riot when the mall workers and other people who work, but cannot afford to live there burn the place to the fucking ground.
It is beyond repair, hence the reason every one flew to the suburbs and are just starting over with their own yuppie white version of Richmond, sky scrapers and all, in the glorious place known as Short Pump. Hopefully they have some riot when the mall workers and other people who work, but cannot afford to live there burn the place to the fucking ground.