Once upon a time in the heart of America, lived a street-smart man named Jerry. His life was the classic examples of the grit, the hustle, and the grind, always stayed ten toes down on the concrete of the wicked city life. For years, Jerry lived a rough life in the city's grimy-two faced backstabbers that filled corners and dark alleyways. But, the news of his first child being born hit him like a punch in the face, making him think twice about being in dark side of the streets that nobody sees unless you in it. He wanted to do it the traditional way by providing for family with comfort, stability and love.
Shortly after his daughter birth, Jerry's keen interest in warehouse work, fetched him a job at the local warehouse shipping and receiving department. The shimmer of his new life, coupled with his incessant hard work, rendered him with an humble smile. Jerry thought he had succeeded in his mission, his streets-to-success journey well-worth the struggle.
However, as he was trying to meet the needs of his family it seemed to be getting worser day by day, his pathetic salary as a warehouse worker fell short of lies the company told him by increasing his wages in six months. His wife, Lana, grew sicker after childbirth, and their new-born required continuous medical attention. With no significant savings, the dread of financial instability began gnawing at Jerry.
As much as he was weighing his options, he found himself contemplating going back to his old life. Despite the fear and the threat it posed, the substantial amount of money from drug dealing was impossible to resist. As a desperate measure, Jerry dove into the dangerous world of illicit substances, promising himself to stop as soon as he secured enough money.
While his mind weighed heavily with the fear of getting caught by the authorities, his expert knowledge of the streets, from his years of surviving and hustling, played a significant role in concealing his illegal operations. Jerry made it a point to stay away from other street activities that would alert the authorities, and stay the behind the scenes.
And it worked, Jerry successfully maneuvered around the snaky twists and turns of the drug business. With each passing day, he saw his dreams come to fruition. After several anxious months of life on the razor's edge, Jerry finally collected enough to say bid goodbye to that cutthroat trade once and for all.
His heart rejoiced with a second chance at life as he thought about his family future, and with the thoughts of returning to the streets. Jerry, was a symbol of survival and redemption, emerged from the sordid affair with more resilience, embodying the truth, desperate times call for desperate measures. He strived to be a man of strength, courage, and love, tirelessly working towards providing the best for his family, no matter the costs and the consequences from everything that comes with being in streets wasn’t worth dying over.