I Don't Know If My Flesh Could Handle This
OliviaJohnson
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Winter Time In Atlanta's Midtown area could be so mischievous. From the homeless sleeping on the train and on sidewalks to the young girls sleeping with elderly men to survive the seasons cold air you could see it all. No hold bars . Lola amani could tell you about it all. She had been the homeless never on the train sleeping overnight by choice and had her share of unks and pops she had to set up to miss their wallet with the street walking pros that would take care of her because she was a cute little christian chick who had authority in her stance. Noone doubted Lola was close to God even though she had flesh spells sometimes she was just accepted like that. Everyone trusted her especially cause she knew how to keep her mouth shut in them streets . She wasn't even from Atlanta although she was from Atlanta. She was said to have witnessed all types of shooting massacre s from her father's crew who adored Lola as a Christian living woman. No wonder his enemies never made it far God does take care of his own. She was the first to shout clap and sing with her church having her back . Just a matter of time before she is pastor and her father is revealed as her own .
