OPINION: Marvin’s trying to get better but the police are circling, and now Raquel has to deal with Kanan as competition. It’s just another day in Southside Jamaica.
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Speaking of Marvin, he is (rightly) focused on trying to get Lou-Lou some help, and boy, does Lou-Lou need it. Lou’s drinking has gotten extra terrible, so much so that it had him standing on the front lawn of Raquel’s house in that nice quaint suburb yelling about him and Raquel being killers. I know it’s not right to shoot your family members, but I feel like exceptions can be made. Anywho, Lou-Lou is heading straight off a cliff towards tragedy. I hope he doesn’t make it, but it’s not looking good. On the other side of this issue is Raquel who is clearly unconcerned about Lou-Lou’s mental health, which totally would not go over well in 2024. I’ll bet that even drug dealers want their workers to focus on self-care in today’s day and age. I have no proof of this but it sounds right.
Raquel has also discovered that Kanan is now her competition (hence killing Juliana, Kanan and Ronnie’s plug), and I’m sure that causes her quite a bit of consternation. Her supplier, Quan, wants her to make an example of the comp but the comp is her son. Decisions, decisions. I don’t see this going well, but I must say that Raquel running up on Snaps and Pop, and Snaps making the greatest speech of all time about the blood, sweat and tears that paved the way for Raquel? The spoils of war from the castles they stormed? Pure poetry. I hope she doesn’t kill them because I like my drug dealing with a side of Greek tragedy — it’s downright Euripidean.
Most importantly, two things of note happened in this episode: Jukebox was appointed the lead of Butta. Of course, Crystal was nonplussed about this decision and sicced some of her thug-life homies to whip Jukebox’s tail at the Parsons Boulevard F-train subway stop. Crystal’s plan was to make Jukebox absent for the important rehearsal before their Garden State Mall show. So, what’s the second thing that happened of note? Jukebox whipped their behinds. One girl even pulled out a blade. Jukebox got them hands so she not only won the fight but ALSO showed up to rehearsal and secured her spot as the lead AND proved to Crystal that she isn’t to be trifled with. I believe the parlance for Jukebox when it comes to such matters is this: Jukebox is about that life.
Southside.
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