Tuesday, 9 September 2008

City High There

What would you do if your son was at home, crying all alone on the bedroom floor because he's hungry and the only way to feed him is to sleep with a man for a little bit of money?
I found a CD with that City High song on it yesterday and I have been pondering this question myself. Surely there was another way? Maybe gambling. I don't know. It's tough moral ground. The type of ground this blog refuses to tread.



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