little king cafe

CHARLY

I WAS CHILLING AT LITTLE KING CAFE OFF FLINDERS LANE WITH MY MAN WILLIAM WHEN I SAW CHARLY. SOMETIMES WHEN PEOPLE SAY THEY’RE IN A HURRY, OR TIRED, OR HUNGOVER, I LET THEM GO (ASSUMING THAT THE CHOICE IS MINE), BUT CHARLY’S TATTOOS WERE WAY TOO COOL TO FOR ME TO SHOW ANY MERCY TODAY.