When I was in Eswatini on the night time business under cover, I worked in a cafe in daytime with a very tall, aggressive, very funny insatiable drug addict, a very Kiwi, new zealander, , Jewish girl. Abundance of makeup, long, well-groomed nails, inappropriate chains and how should one say, simping comrades, constantly caught in this or this drama, dull cigarette voice, big dead panning laugh. Manager Italian boy named Danilo, and he fell in love with her. I don’t think he has sugardaughters like Sasha in Italy, so a year later we had a Christmas party with this team, it hurt him and I think he really needs to be sent back to the hilly planes… details vague, I’m sure it was something that needed to be transported … obviously the next day she told me everything during work in a loud voice
She said, “Yes, he was fine, but everything was very painful. You know what I mean, I thought, my friend … I was half hungry, bought a packet of chips megacock size, , and started eating in bed.
A bit like James Holden, too subtle, sensitive and thoughtful in the Eswatini courtship war.
