Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix: "WOLFIE-Muslim-Wolfie, com back home mon frere?"
WOLFIE don't SHAVE, WOLFIE don't wipe his LIPS after every SUP of GRUTS, that GRUEL that he savors? WOLFIE don't got NO pret-a-porta, Champs de lycée GRIN, he just promenades and shoots the nearest GENDARME n the chin? WOLFIE burns ya CAR, ya Cool, BAR, he strangles your INSPECTEUR CLOUSSEAU who just wants to go home to see his WIFE, KIDS, but WOLFIE won't leave U alone. He got no money, barely an apartment, a bitch, pregnant who thinks HE'S the bees-knees, but WOLFIE - VIVE LA FRANCE - is gonna TAKE U DOWN; S-WHAT WOLFIE DOES. WOLFIE's gotta a "HOODIE", he can CLIMB the concrete U have made. An architectural APE! Shoot him or cage? For WOLFIE its DEATH or NO-ESCAPE!...but he HAS a ROOF?
In pont St. Cloud. I enjoy a glass of wine, far from the madding crowd? Life, always hard. But I can WORK to see my family get by. Wolfie never got that! ISLAM was always a barrier. "In shah-allah!"
("Wolfie was my Muslim-Bro. We were HOMELESS together on the Paris Streets/shared much.)
c.davedelacroix.
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