It was 107.3 or 10.3
Ah! what was the frequency?
Samuel said scratching his head
“They couldn’t possibly be…”
Shhh shhh…ah that’s not the frequency either
He said shutting down Noah while he frantically searches for this radio station
“They couldn’t possibly be playing the same song you heard yesterday man
You should go to London if you fancy their style so much”
I am telling you mate,
you suddenly see yourself as an Englishman
reading a newspaper at the dining table sipping a latte macchiato
while the morning sun hits the pristine surface of the wooden table through the glass window
and the outside, even though I am surrounded by other mansions look particularly young and colourful because it is spring
You know,
in your double-breasted gray coloured suit with your finely polished black Monkstrap simply waiting for the day to begin
Bang Bang, we hear a loud sound on the door to Samuel’s room
“Turn that damn radio down or go find your own apartment”
A voice from outside the room uttered
“the Englishman is suddenly back in the ghetto” teased Noah.
