“Who do you front for Christopher? Inquiring minds wants to know.”
I saw the leader of the graffiti taggers who asked me about my laptop. He was talking to the leading organizer. The Deep Throat Punk Patriot herself. She looked at me as she stood outside the tent. It is always weird how she is always wearing those dark goggles and gas mask. The increasingly rare tear gas attacks now. She looked at me and I looked at her. The English Trio watched me looking at her as she looked at me. I snarled ‘Diogenes House should employ better spooks.’ They replied ‘Who do you front for Christopher? Inquiring minds wants to know.’
