The trio of girls approached the newly laid cement curb, where throngs of young girls in pink lip-gloss fanned and preened like peacocks as rich boys circled round, revving the engines of their father's red cars. ‘What Frenchman would that be, missie? We ain’t let no one escape. Let me engage myself. After all, that was life. Then, naturally, I went on talking.
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