The Peek
Capcatus lurkus
Cap pulled low, eyes up. Watching the chart. Saying nothing.
the cap is not a hat. the cap is home.
Pocket-sized.
Cap-sized ego.
One day a tiny ginger found a cap nobody wanted. He crawled in, it fit like a shell, and he never took it off. Now he walks the block like he owns it, licks every puddle on the way and calls the cap his headquarters.
- 1The cap stays on. Rain, sun, chart red or green.
- 2Every puddle gets inspected. Every single one.
- 3Tongue out = vibes good. Always tongue out.
- 4The crew is the cats. The cats are the crew.
