Ballerina continues...

"This is one of the reasons I don't like coming to this street" Bryan Laments with disgust. "Pot holes everywhere,its so annoying"

"Bryan look! Look at something! Kunle calls his attention as he points toward a shop.
A man that is probably in his late thirties is lying on a piece of plank that is resting on four bamboo sticks each of them buried a few inches into the ground.
Most areas of the ground have turned black including the sole of the man's feet. There are two plates, a spoon and a bottle of soft drink waiting to be rescued from the disturbance of flies and ants. The shop and its immediate surrounding are littered with sachets of table"pure" water. At the top right corner of the shop is an inscription written with charcoal on a ceiling board.

"Focking what?" Bryan asks in dismay.

"Do your fockingnizer here" Kunle reads it aloud with grand derision.

"What on earth is the meaning of that"?

"Vulcanizer"

"That cannot be" Bryan shakes his head in disagreement.

"Look" Kunle responds pointing towards some tyres lying close to a small machine.

"This is unbelievable, illiteracy is hilariously expensive" Bryan laments.

"Yeah. There was one I saw last week at a carpenter's workshop"

"What's it all about?"

"Orfostar wanted". Kunle replies as he tries to stifle an outburst of laughter.

"Oh! I get it. I guess he meant Upholsterer.
Kunle vents a high sounding laughter as he stoops holding his abdomen.

"Owen should see this."

"No!" Bryan objects," if he see it we will not get off this topic today. The Educational system,the government and religious bodies would be accused for it".

As they both raise up their heads,they see Owen approaching.

"Talk of the devil" kunle explains.

"What's up guys?"

"We are cool" they respond simultaneously

"No need to come over to my house, let's go from here" Owen advice...
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