heldanopinion:
“Figures.” Reggie hit his foot hard on the ground, knowing that it would draw some attention to him. “Fight all my life and then look at this, course it’s Hell, I’ve seen so many white people around here… at least tell me there’s someone cool here, like, outlaws, or like Bob Marley… who’m I kidding. Marley’s gotta be in heaven.”
now, there was no lower low – no lesser power – than what death brought. she certainly wouldn’t be able to climb her way to the top of she was dead, now would she ?? not in gotham, at least. this new town – this purgatory, this sheol, this mockery – presented a new opportunity: become the first shot-caller ( my god, the place could use one ). that being said, when she heard talk of outlaws, she took notice. “ if marley’s in heaven, we’re all being cheated. the man was a visionary, but a saint ?? marginal difference. ”