FC's Ghetto ( among its upper echelon its referred to as 'downtown') is a paradise on earth.
7-11 offers the finest in late dated frozen foods and soggy 5 day old chili dogs and veggie tacos
for entertainment you have the music store fully contaminated by kung flu where old 65 dudes
rehearse and dont rehears for reasons nobody understands.
transportation is provided by broken down buses that may or may not stop when they see you.
security is handled by "Juicer" a bald ex con on the lam.
who answers to FC exclusivley.
black boomboxers are a no no. so are black boomboxers smoking crack and living up top trees
Fake C is like the King Henry 8 of the entire area.
Nothing escapes his subconsciousness.