After Prayer At Grady’s Hospital With A Bottle Of Figi Water, I Walked Into A Gas Station Then Exited Because I Could Not Find What I Wanted. Unfortunately, I Had An Extremely Bad Altercation With An Immigrant That Followed Me Out To The Parking Lot. Guess What? The Incident Was Solved After I Told Him That It Was Mine And He Did Not Touch Me At All. PRAISE GOD!
