trees flashing by. I look at the sweet beaurifoo chiq sitting next to me and smile. She sips her guarana, I stretch my hand and run it up her thigh. She puts her hand on mine. She closes her eyes and sighs. I sigh. It is a beaurifoo world. I take a twig of veve and chew on it, gently. I park by the roadside to smoke. I puff on my ciggie like my life depends on it. She looks at me and smiles. I smile. It is a beaurifoo world this.