Big Trey

East Hill till the World Spill #RIPtoAlltheFallenSoldiers🕊 #BLM

[Big Trey @PablitosWay11]

@206MadeESraised Dropped his Very Own Strain ‘Dark Night Sherb’ Get NEAR

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

In America, a warehouse store. A fully roasted chicken costs five dollars, the raw chicken beside it costs seven, and I stood between them like a man between two truths.

Golden. Hot. Seasoned. Spinning in glory under the lights, in a line of its brothers. Four dollars and ninety-nine cents.

I checked the raw birds. Seven dollars. Pale. Cold. You must do everything yourself.

This is not commerce. Commerce does not move backward. Somewhere in this building, mathematics lies defeated.

I asked the man at the counter. "How is the cooked bird cheaper than the raw bird?"

"Been five bucks forever. They keep it that way."

"But the store loses."

"Yep. On purpose."

On purpose. I held my receipt with both hands.

In my land, a lord who lowered the price of rice in a hard winter was remembered for generations. They built him a small shrine. This store does it every day, with chicken, and tells no one.

A woman behind me grew tired of my reverence. "It's just a chicken, sir."

It is not just a chicken. It is a wound the merchant takes on purpose, so that anyone, on any day, with five dollars, eats like a lord. The bird is the message. The price is the vow.

I will confess: I bought two. I did not need two. The second was not hunger. It was gratitude, and it was delicious.

Some prices are not prices. They are promises.

I return every week now. I take one bird. I bow toward the deli, briefly, so as not to alarm the staff. They have begun nodding back.

The vow holds. The bird turns. Five dollars.

Long may it spin.

[NOBUNAGA🇯🇵🏯_夏樹蒼依 @japan_nobunaga]

Stateside, a gas station. I drank a frozen blue beverage too quickly, and was struck down by a punishment this entire nation knows, and accepts, and has named.

The drink is called a slush. Ice, sweetness, and a blue that does not occur in nature. The day was hot. I was thirsty. I drank like a soldier at a river.

The pain arrived in my skull like a war horn.

Behind the eyes. Above everything. Total. I gripped the roof of my car. I may have made a sound.

"Brain freeze," said the cashier through the door, with no urgency whatsoever.

It has a NAME. The affliction is so common it has a household name, like a cousin.

"Tongue on the roof of your mouth," called a man at the pumps. He did not look over. He prescribed the remedy mid-pump, casually, the way one mentions weather.

I pressed my tongue to the roof of my mouth. The war horn faded. The healer nodded at his pump, finished, and was gone in a Chevrolet.

In my land, punishment follows crime by way of courts and seasons. Here, the sentence is instant. Drink with greed, and the ice strikes the mind directly. No trial. No appeal. Perfectly fair.

And here is what moves me. EVERYONE has felt it. The cashier. The healer. Children. Elders. An entire nation united by the same small lightning, all taught the same cure, all passing it on to strangers at gas stations, free of charge.

You cannot fully distrust a country once you know it shares one pain.

The freeze does not punish thirst. It punishes haste.

I finished the slush slowly, like a scholar. Blue tongue. Clear mind.

Then at the door I forgot everything, drank deeply, and was struck down again.

"Tongue, hon," said the cashier, without looking up.

Discipline is a journey.

[Louis Bing @AgentLouisBing]

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[Swaggy Unc, IQ 267 @swaggyunc]

Eating in Mexico coming from England or Scotland has got to be a transcendent experience. Like seeing colors for the first time

[♥︎𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕♥︎ @Bayleebby9]

It’s a Earth Wind & Fire type of morning 🙂‍↕️

[femi. @femooafc]

A black Mexican just scored the first goal of the World Cup.

All timer. I’m telling you.

[Dhee✨🌎 @UncleDhee]

This gave me chills like he’s my son 🥹

[Big Trey @PablitosWay11]

@amhood__ 😭😭😭😭😭

[Big Trey @PablitosWay11]

I woulda start crying lmaoo

[tarvercards @tarvercards]

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[Big Trey @PablitosWay11]

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[korza ✗ @korzawyd]

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[Big Trey @PablitosWay11]

🤣🤣🤣

[Staff Sergeant Lincoln Osiris 🇹🇹 @Balsamic_Vinnn]

These niggas finding out we really like that over here

[ROYZ @royzkingin]

All of my motion is fully sponsored by God, that’s why i’ll ball forever.

[Big Trey @PablitosWay11]

A 2 parent Household

[𝗠𝘂𝗵𝗲𝗲 ♛ @muheediva01]

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[Scrumptuosity @Scrumptuosity]

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[WALKER🪂 @maxl1am]

the night before you do something exciting