Remember when you were a kid and went into the woods.
You always picked up a large stick.
You didn’t need help walking but used it to hit things like leaves.
It was also to protect yourself against Bears and Tigers and Lions.
I don’t think there are Bears and Tigers and Lions in San Miguel and this man seems to be walking alright.
Guess the stick is just another way to be in a Gang
Oh dear, I feel another political discussion coming on.