Get Off Our Property

"Get Off Our Property" by LiLi Yes. Them. Exactly them. It's almost traumatic. They haunt me, right? Months after and they haunt me. The very first time I flew to Austin, I met these people. For real. Do they look nice to you? Maybe. For me, they are not. Ok, I have to say, they were older. I think. But! The same energy. Oh yeah, I can recognize their energy. Me, I flew to Jaya in the United States... for me another world. I come from France in a suburb of Paris, where all is damn different... the places, the weather, the environment, the languages, the expressions, the feelings and... the people. I heard a lot before coming to Austin. People seemed to be smiling all the time to me in this place... like shining, as if the sun were always a part of them. People seemed to be positive and greatly open. They are. Yes, they are. Except these women. I met them for real the very first day I landed. Ok, maybe the third day, but whatever. I did not know anything abo...