NUDITY, FOOD AND THINGS THAT CAUSE HATE. Sister Simi, sorry o , the owner of the slightly maniacal laughter said as she pinched her accomplice who walked back to the living room of my two-bedroom flat, holding his pinched arm. I could swear that I saw a tingle of accomplishment in her eyes and I looked at her in disbelief. How are you now? In that moment.

LOVE LETTER TO A STRANGER 4. Read this and find out. Scatty Poet must love superheroes. The sound of rain beating against the roof.

Well, this is just all sorts of awks. That moment when you become a stranger in your own house, which you built with your sweat, blood and at the expense of your laptop keyboard, phone screen and twitter intergrity, is as depressing as waiting for Tonto Dikeh to make good music. Allow me to re-introduce myself.

Determined gait, putting one foot in front of the other, steady but surely and quick like a surgeon hands during an emergency surgery, with a swagger to rival that of a wall street newyoker,. Built like an indian totem, tall and lean, and upon further inspection, regularly used muscles and strong bones become noticeable. Words which are filled with wisdom that his age do not tell or defend,. Yet a solemn and slightly expressionless face is all you see.