Thursday, January 11, 2018

1/11/2018

Now sometimes when I was a  child and we used to live on  West Chambers St my  father would take me with him to a Barber Shop where a friend of his  and friend to my Fernandez  uncles used to cut my father's hair.  One  day the talk was about who looks like who. I asked the barber who i looked like. the Barber came down to my size told me i looked like my father. I don't know why but I really didn't believed him. If i am right it is the same man i meet later  by now  I am all  grown  up that man is older but now he is a judge. These are the years i met Sandra   started  hanging around with her and i get traffic  ticket.  I  tell Sandra  about the ticket she says, "don't worry he will dismissed it."       

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