“Just another islander legend. They needed a god to worship, Dong is it.” Anglerod theorized.“Great, we’re here to make a film about a myth,�... Jack complained.“Bullshit,” Karl shot back. “That wall’s not there for no reason.”“You said yourself those people don’t even remember anything about when it was built,” Jack argued.“Did you see the gate, though? They’ve kept that thing together. There’s something in that island they want to keep in there,” Karl insisted. Suddenly, the sound of the drums. My usual dealer, Scotty, had gotten busted, so I'd gone down near the park where I just so happened to know that one of his 'business associates' hung out. He was a skuzzy-looking dude, but as long as he sold me my shit, I did not care.I saw him standing near his usual spot talkiny to two mem in suits. My first thought was that these guys were cops, but as I got closer it became clear that that wasn't the case. These were wise guys. Probably the guys who actually ran the dealers."I'll get it my. Grinning, instantly liking the woman, Jeff shook the proffered hand, not surprised at all as he felt her firm grip."So, you're the one who keeps him straight?" Jeff said."Well, Evie and I conspire on occasion. But mostly we manage to keep him tame. I've been anxious to meet the man who could hire him away from his own company." Well, it's not exactly like that," Jeff laughed as Dave ushered them to seats that he quickly arranged into a rough circle in front of the coffee table."He made us an. I was instantly excited to see that.Tomas told me a little about the father of that baby; that his name was Omar, and that he was from Zambia, that he was the husband of two wives and nine c***dren, and, interestingly enough, that he was also a Muslim, like me! So, when Tomas asked me if I'd be interested in getting his wife pregnant again, and though it sounded more dream-like than real, I said I would definitely be VERY interested (as long as he was okay with that, himself)!Over the next.