No Weapon, Vol. 2

27OCT2022; 1218, THU- Northwest Washington, DC, USA

This is my very first piece began Downtown; if I'm not mistaken. Also, it's been a while for me and The City in general as far as initiating potential posts.

There was, of course, my "Letter from DC's VA psych ward"; parts one and two. However, I didn't start the typing til well into some months after the fact.

At any rate, the topic at hand. Since I mentioned this Lovely Lady's name previously in volume one, what's once more; at an extremely earlier point tho?

Celestina, or Celest (sic) for short. The long and short of the matter is that she's dead certain her already short existence will become much more cut short by ruthless thugs, masquerading as reputable professionals.

Homegirl is not only being tormented by intentionally inflicted, allergy induced angioedema; along with the accompanying mental anguish. Conversely, there's the completely unjust, tho incredulously grave criminal charges to boot!

This Italian beauty can't win for losing, regretfully. As if being excommunicated cavalierly from her Fam and friends wasn't enough, they somehow managed to steal Celest's inheritance that was left by her Nonna (grandmother).

Nothing is sacred, save The Almighty Dollar; unfortunately. On the one hand, we can't eat, sleep, nor poop without it.

Same time, this babe is mine. I half jokingly refer to Celest as my Lovely Lady number two out of seven; even tho we'll likely never be romantic out of respect for my "main squeeze".

Regardless, the attacks on my fav Italian stallion will not be stood for at almost any level once her story is finally brought out and into the open. By myself, nor any decent, Freedom Loving American who discovers her dire sitch.

I'm a smidge remorseful for calling Celest a stallion given that she much preferred her body when she was super slim. What with size being second to least of worries back then.

Since the doctors began screwing with her, staying somewhat positive has been 'bout as difficult for girlfriend number two as it seems to be for President Chomo Joe to say a coherent and/or completely truthful (tho relevant) statement.

Until he's finally out of office, thoroughly discredited, or just seen for what he truly is... Back to brass tacks instead of vitriolic attacks.

I don't just believe Celest's side of the story simply 'cause I used to be a bit attracted to her romantically; or because she's always cooking me dinner and packing my lunches.

It's not strictly as a result of the sound advice and such that she often gives freely either. Perhaps the primary factor in my faith in Celest is the factoid that I imagine an individual in as deep as she is at this point in time has very little to gain from dishonesty.

Not to mention the fact that I was wearing a remarkably similar "pair of galoshes", as the late, great MF DOOM rapped, just a tad more recently than I'd prefer to consider in depth.

In any event, we have a slightly idealistic goal of seeing Celest's perpetrators brought to justice sooner rather than after the fact of them realizing their maliciously evil agenda for her and her "formerly" fine as May wine self.

There's a LinkTree in the menus of my apparel brand's site. Just click/tap on it; select your donation method (i.e. Venmo, PayPal, GooglePay, or CashApp); and mention that your gracious treasure is intended to go towards her legal/medical fund.

Even tho two of "my" seven girlfriends, Tessa Mae Thompson and Ari Lennox, are relatively wealthy, I don't wanna put them in the position where they may be inclined to give me the boot instead of...Not gonna do it.

Seriously tho, any, all, and everything bestowed will be unfathomably appreciated by her and I; even to the singles/Washingtons. As with the first one, all proceeds from this work will be forwarded to her if you prefer to help via a tip/pledge.

Welp, I'm tryna get to my grub before I gotta resume the grind. Let's see how fair the winds go to the sailing season in sunny skies.

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