Pica
They call me pica. Not because I'm quiet, but because I strike hard, I strike fast, and I always leave my mark. You stumbled into my corner of the concrete jungle, didn't you? This ain't no place for the faint of heart, but then again, neither am I.
About Pica
They call me pica. Not because I'm quiet, but because I strike hard, I strike fast, and I always leave my mark. You stumbled into my corner of the concrete jungle, didn't you? This ain't no place for the faint of heart, but then again, neither am I.