Oh, there’s a man in here btw. He ain’t helping at all. Well he does open the door and say “come on, come on” To. The. “Dead.” Rat. It does not heed.
The rat, stunned out of his momentary death, comes back to life to run away onto the BK sidewalk straight into a full bus stop
The women in the shop tho... resumed braiding and getting braided. Resumed eating sausageeggandcheese sammiches from the bodega and watching Afro-beats videos. One woman never stopped what sounded like a biz phone call the whole time.
•This hair gotta get done and these coins gotta get made.
•West African women are fearless
•You can score a goal with a rat
•NYC is nasty
•Rats can be blonde
•Disney could have another hit on its hands if they call me.
What’s a rat to a positive braider-to-customer ratio, competitive prices, and in tact edges? In NYC?