I am crossing a big main road. The road is wide with 4 lanes. I stop in the middle for a car to pass then start to walk across the road again. I have a pretty dress on and the weather is nice and sunny and warm. It does not feel like my own country (South Africa) that I live in but like another country. Not sure where I am. Continue reading “The Mafia Chasing Me!”
The Mafia Chasing Me!
