Issa lives next door to us and I see him when I leave my house.
"Issa, how di bodi?" I ask in the morning on my way to work, or in the evening as he watches over his family's shop or plays with his younger brother Alpha. "Fine! I am fine!" he always says, arms stretched out wide as if to say, Of course, what else would I be?
"Issa, how di bodi?" I ask in the morning on my way to work, or in the evening as he watches over his family's shop or plays with his younger brother Alpha. "Fine! I am fine!" he always says, arms stretched out wide as if to say, Of course, what else would I be?
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