I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said ”fresh” and it had dice in the mirror.If anything I could say that this cab was rare, but I thought, Nah, forget it.“Yo, homes to Fresh Market!”I pulled up to the store about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabbie, “Yo homes smell ya later.”I looked at my kingdom. I was finally there! To shop with my cart at the Fresh Market there.