“See what fun it is to do what Simon Says?” Simon teased,drawing closer toward me.”

“Simon. “So, the gig’s at nine, right? What do we do with the rest of the day?”“We?” Simon looked at him in disbelief. “Are you ever going home?”“What, bored with my company already?”“Let me ask you something,” Simon said. “Do you find me fascinating to be around?”“What was that?” Jace said. “Sorry, I think I fell asleep for a moment. Do, continue with whatever mesmerizing thing you were saying.”

“We?" Simon looked at him in disbelief. "Are you ever going home?""What, bored with my company already?" "Let me ask you something," Simon said. "Do you find me fascinating to be around?""What was that?" Jace said. "Sorry, I think I fell asleep for a moment. Do, continue with whatever mesmerizing thing you were saying.”

“I just don't know what I'd do without a brain, Simone!" I say. "I mean, what's a person without one?”

“simon: that's disgusting!me: what's disgusting?simon: you know. you put your thing in the place where he, um, defecates.”

“Poverty is what you see in the eyes of a Black child living in the squatter camp.Matsime Simon Mohapi”