One does not simply walk into Campo Road. Its black Roads are guarded by more than just hoo-kers . There is evil there that does not sleep. The great shark is ever watchful. It is a barren wasteland, riddled with trash, bums, and dust. The very air you breathe is a poisonous fume. Not with ten-thousand men could you do this. It is folly.
by Pandashout1 December 14, 2011