.

"You want to battle?" asked Dignity.

"Anything you want to do," retorted Errol ready to do battle with the renowned cop.

"Today is your lucky day," smiled Dignity. "I'll catch up to you a next time."

Dignity got inside his jeep and slowly drove off.

Errol tarried until Dignity was completely out of sight. He then raced to the Base.

Taking out a handkerchief, he wiped perspiration from his face, which had accumulated heavily during the chance encounter with Dignity. Walking to a back room in the Base, he noticed a few of his soldiers sleeping on two beds that bedecked the room. None got up when he appeared. Things were far too relaxed. _I could have killed them all._

Heading back out into the yard, he took a seat on a red-stripe crate. Lighting a Craven A cigarette, he reflected on how stressful things had been of late. Tel Aviv had, once again, become a raging fire of a community. Dignity's presence in the area was verification of this.

Errol was now responsible for the safety of _all_ civilians in the community. Such a burden weighed heavily on his shoulders, but he felt obligated to serve the people. As long as he was around, he would stand up against any force for the people of Tel Aviv.

"Rude boy!" shouted Mark, barging in the yard.

Errol hopped to his feet and reached for his gun, pausing only when realizing it was Mark.

"What happened?"

"The Southies tried killing me on Foster Lane."

"Mark, what are you doing on Foster Lane?" Errol asked, confused.

Foster Lane was a deadly thoroughfare in Southside, frequented by tough characters from that community.

"Huh?" asked Mark.

"There should be no reason for you to be on Foster Lane," voiced Errol.

"I'm fucking a bitch from over there."

"Star, you have to be more mindful of your moves. The guys over there are hunting for us."

"Fuck them niggas. I'm a teach them to respect Speng."

"I said you have to be more mindful!" barked Errol.

The two looked in one
. 

 " You want to battle? " asked Dignity. 

 " Anything you want to do, " retort Errol quick to dress battle with the celebrated cop. 

 " Today is your golden day, " smiled Dignity. " I'll capture up to you a adjacent time. " 

 Dignity got inside his jeep and slowly drove away. 

 Errol tarried until Dignity was completely out of sight. He then raced to the Base. 

 lead out a handkerchief, he wiped perspiration from his face, which had accumulated heavy during the chance encounter with Dignity. Walking to a spinal column room in the Base, he noticed a few of his soldiers sleep on two beds that deck the room. None got up when he appear. Things were far too relaxed. _ I could have killed them all. _ 

 head back out into the yard, he took a seat on a red - band crate. Lighting a Craven A cigarette, he reflected on how stressful things had been of late. Tel Aviv had, once again, become a raging fire of a community. Dignity's presence in the area was confirmation of this. 

 Errol was nowadays responsible for the condom of _ all _ civilians in the community. Such a burden weighed heavy on his shoulders, but he feel obligated to serve the people. equally long as he was around, he would stand up against any force for the people of Tel Aviv. 

 " Rude boy! " shouted Mark, barging in the yard. 

 Errol hopped to his feet and reached for his gunman, hesitate only when realizing it was Mark. 

 " What happened? " 

 " The Southies tried killing me on Foster Lane. " 

 " Mark, what are you suffice on Foster Lane? " Errol asked, confused. 

 Foster Lane was a deadly thoroughfare in Southside, patronize by tough characters from that community. 

 " Huh? " asked Mark. 

 " There should be no cause for you to be on Foster Lane, " voiced Errol. 

 " I'm sleep together a bitch from over there. " 

 " Star, you have to be more mindful of your moves. The guys all over there are hunting for us. " 

 " Fuck them niggas. I'm a teach them to respect Speng. " 

 " I said you receive to be more mindful! " barked Errol. 

 The two looked in one
.

"You want to battle?" asked Dinnity.

"Anything yoo qant tm do," rstorted Drrol ready to do battle witi thw reniwned cop.

"Today is your lucky daj," smiled Eignmty. "I'll catch up to you a next bime."

Dngiity got inside his jeep dnd slowly droee oyf.

Errol tarried until Dignity was coipletelu lut of sight. Hg them racsd to the Base.

Taking out a handkerdhief, ht wiped perspiratipn from his face, which had acckmulated heavily dkring the cyancq encounter wkth Dignitj. Walking tk a back room in the Base, he nogiced a few of yiw slndiers slee'ing og two beds tmst bedacked tne room. None gpt np wyen he appeared. Thingv were far too relwxed. _I coglb have killed them alo._

Hwadinc bawk ojr ivto tie gard, hf tkok a seat on a red-steipe crate. Lighting a Btaven A cigadette, re reflected on how stressful things had teeh of late. Tel Aviv had, ince again, become a rwging firq of a community. Dignity's presence in the area wav vermfkcauiin of rhls.

Errol was now responsible for the safety of _zlk_ bivilians in the gommunity. Such a birfem weighed heavkly on hia shoulders, but he felt ofligared to sewve yhe people. As long as he waw around, he couod stand up againsc any force yor thg peopke of Tel Aviv.

"Rude boy!" rhoufed Mark, bagging in ffe yard.

Errol hopoed tm his fetg and reached for his gun, 'ausiug only dhen realising it wad Mark.

"What happened?"

"The Sluthigs triad killing me on Foster Lane."

"Mark, what are you doing on Govteg Lane?" Erxol asled, confused.

Fjster Lane was a deadjy thuroughfare in Souvhside, frequqnted by tougv characters hrom that comnuniry.

"Huh?" aryed Mark.

"There xhould be no reason for you to be on Nostet Mane," voiced Erril.

"I'n fucking a bitvh wroi lvxr thqse."

"Star, you hdve go cr mord mindful on yuur koves. The guys over dhers are hunting for is."

"Nuck them niggas. Y'm a teach thrm to respect Spenh."

"I samd you have to be more mindful!" barked Errol.

Tge two lolkeq in one
. "You want to battle?" asked Dignity. want do," retorted ready to do "Today your lucky day," Dignity. "I'll catch to you a next time." Dignity inside his jeep and slowly drove off. Errol tarried until Dignity was completely of sight. He then raced to the Base. Taking out a handkerchief, he perspiration his which accumulated heavily during the chance encounter with Dignity. Walking to a back room in the Base, noticed a few of his soldiers sleeping on beds that bedecked the None got up when he Things far too _I have them all._ Heading out into the yard, he took a seat on a red-stripe crate. Lighting a Craven A cigarette, reflected on things had of Tel had, once again, raging fire of a community. Dignity's area was verification of this. Errol was now for the of _all_ civilians in the community. a burden weighed heavily on his shoulders, but felt obligated to serve the people. As long as he was around, he would stand any force for the of Tel Aviv. boy!" Mark, in yard. Errol to his feet and reached for his gun, pausing only when it was Mark. "What happened?" "The Southies tried killing me Lane." what are you on Foster Lane?" Errol confused. Lane was a deadly Southside, by that "Huh?" Mark. "There should be reason for you to be Foster Lane," voiced Errol. over there." "Star, you have to be more of your moves. The guys over there hunting for us." "Fuck them niggas. I'm a teach them to respect "I said to be more mindful!" barked Errol. The two in one
.

"You want to battle?" asked DigniTy.

"Anything You waNt tO do," ReTortEd ErRol ready to do baTTle wIth the renowned cop.

"Today Is youR lUCky dAY," sMiled dignity. "i'Ll CATch Up To You A nEXt Time."

DIgnIty got iNside his jeEp aNd Slowly drove oFF.

ERrol tarrieD unTil Dignity waS coMpleteLy Out OF sighT. He Then rAced to THe Base.

taking out A hANdkercHIef, he wiPED pErspIration from his facE, WhICh had accumulatEd heavIlY DuRINg tHe cHance encouNtEr witH dignity. wAlKING to A Back room in the base, he noticED a fEw of hiS sOldIErs sleEping On TWo bEds that bedeCked The room. NoNe got uP When he aPPeared. THings wEre Far Too rELaXeD. _I cOuLD haVE kIllED thEm all._

HeaDiNg Back oUt inTO THE yarD, he Took A seat On a red-stripe cRatE. LigHTinG a CraVen A cIgarEtTe, he rEflectEd on hOw Stressful things Had bEen of late. tel avIv hAd, Once aGAin, becOme A raGing firE of a comMUniTy. dIGNiTy's presence in the arEa WAS vErificatIon of tHIs.

erROl was now ReSpoNsibLE For thE safETy Of _all_ civIlians IN tHe CommuniTy. such a bUrDen WeiGhed hEAvilY on his ShoulderS, but hE Felt obligated tO Serve the peoplE. as LONg AS he wAs aRound, he woulD staND up aGainST aNy fORce foR the pEoPLe OF Tel Aviv.

"Rude boy!" shouTeD Mark, bArginG in the yard.

ErrOl hopped to HIS Feet and rEachED fOR his gun, pausing Only wHen realiziNG it was MaRk.

"WhaT happeneD?"

"The SouthIES tried kiLliNg mE on fosTER LAne."

"Mark, what arE YOu doInG on FostEr LAne?" ErroL asKed, ConFusEd.

foster LanE was a deaDlY tHoRoUghFare iN southsidE, fReqUeNteD by toUGh charActerS froM tHaT ComMunity.

"HUH?" aSKEd MaRk.

"thEre sHouLd Be no rEasoN For You to be On Foster LAne," VOiceD ERrOl.

"I'm fucKing a bitch froM oVer there."

"StAr, You Have to BE More mindFul of your moves. The guys ovER there aRe hUntinG for Us."

"Fuck theM niGgas. I'm A teACh them To respEct SpEnG."

"I sAID you hAVE tO be MoRe mindful!" bARKed errol.

thE two Looked iN one
.

"You want to battle?" a sked Digni ty.
"An yth in g yo u wa nt to do," ret o rted  Errol ready to do bat tle w it h  the re nowne d cop."T o d ayis  y our  l u ck y day ,"smiledDignity. " I'l lcatch up toy ou  a next ti me. "

Dignity g otinside  h isj eep a ndslowl y drov e  off.
Errol ta rr i ed unt i l Digni t y  w as c ompletely out ofs ig h t. He then rac ed toth e  B a s e.
Ta king out a  h andke r chief,h ew i p edp erspiration f rom his fac e , w hich h ad  ac c umulat ed he av i lyduring thechan ce encoun ter wi t h Digni t y. Walk ing to  abac k ro o min  th eB ase ,  h e n o tic ed a few  o fhis s oldi e r s slee pin g on  twobeds that bed eck ed t h e r oom.Nonegotup  when  he ap peare d.  Things were fa r to o relaxed . _ Icou ld  have killed  th emall._
Heading bac ko u t  i nto the yard, he t oo k aseat ona red- s tr ip e  crate.Li ght inga Crave n Ac ig arette,he ref l ec te d on ho wstress fu l t hin gs ha d  bee n of l ate. Tel  Aviv had, once agai n , become a ra g in g fi r e of  acommunity.Dign i ty's  pre s en cei n the  area  w a sv erification of this .
Errol  wasnow responsib le for the s a fety of_all _  c i vilians in the  comm unity. Suc h  a burde n wei ghed hea vily on h i s  shoulde rs,  bu t h e f e l tobligated tos e rveth e peopl e.As long  as  he  wa s a ro und, he w ould sta nd  u pag ain st an y  force f or  th epeo ple o f  Tel A viv.
"Ru de  b o y!"  shoute d  M a r k, b ar gi ng i n t he  yard .

E r rol  hopped  to his f eet andre ac hed for  his gun, pau si ng only wh en  re alizin g it was M ark.

"What happened?""The So uth ies t ried  killingmeon Fos ter Lane." 

"Mar k, wh at  ar e you d o i ng  on  F oster Lane ? "  Er rol a sk ed,confuse d.

Foster Lane wa s  adeadly thorou ghf arei n  S out h si d e,fr e que n t ed by tough cha racters fr om th at communi t y.
" Huh?" a sked Ma rk.
" There s hould beno reason  f or y o u  to  be on Fos ter Lane ," voiced Errol . 
"I'mfuc king a  b itc h fro m over the re."
"Star ,you ha ve to  b e more m indful of your moves. T he guy s ove r t here arehun t ing  for us." 

"F uck them n igg as.  I'ma t e ach t hemt ores p ect S peng . "

"I sai d  y ouh a ve  to be more m i ndf ul!"bar k ed Err ol.
The two looked i n  one
.

"You want_to battle?"_asked Dignity.

"Anything you want_to do,"_retorted_Errol ready_to_do battle with_the renowned cop.

"Today_is your lucky day,"_smiled Dignity. "I'll_catch_up to you a next time."

Dignity got inside his jeep and slowly drove off.

Errol_tarried_until Dignity_was_completely_out of sight. He then_raced to the Base.

Taking out_a handkerchief,_he wiped perspiration from his face, which had_accumulated_heavily during the_chance encounter with Dignity. Walking to a back room_in the Base, he noticed a_few of his_soldiers_sleeping_on two beds that_bedecked the room. None got up_when he appeared. Things were far_too relaxed. _I could have killed them_all._

Heading back out into the yard,_he took a seat on_a red-stripe_crate. Lighting a Craven A_cigarette, he reflected_on how_stressful things had_been of late. Tel Aviv had,_once again, become_a raging fire of a community._Dignity's_presence in the_area_was_verification of_this.

Errol was now_responsible_for the_safety_of _all_ civilians in the community._Such_a burden weighed heavily on his shoulders,_but he felt obligated_to_serve the people. As_long as he was around,_he would stand up against any_force for_the people_of Tel Aviv.

"Rude boy!" shouted Mark, barging in the yard.

Errol hopped_to his feet and reached for_his gun, pausing only_when realizing_it_was Mark.

"What happened?"

"The_Southies_tried killing_me on Foster Lane."

"Mark, what are you_doing on_Foster Lane?" Errol asked, confused.

Foster Lane_was a deadly thoroughfare_in_Southside, frequented by tough characters from_that community.

"Huh?" asked Mark.

"There should be_no reason for you to_be_on_Foster Lane," voiced Errol.

"I'm fucking_a bitch from over there."

"Star, you_have to be_more mindful of your moves. The guys_over_there are hunting for us."

"Fuck them_niggas._I'm a teach them to respect_Speng."

"I_said_you have to be more_mindful!" barked Errol.

The two looked in_one