Getting away from the cacophony of city life, Kazeem embraced the life of a hitchhiker as he embarked on a strange adventure.
“Where to my good man?” Queried the Bodach in a jalopy.
“Away from the city into a place of silence” was the reply.
“Alas, the city never sleeps! For she espouses rascality in lieu of stillness.
How long must we endure her unmitigated raucousness?” Demanded Kazeem in a rhetorical manner.
Taken aback by his free-heartedness, the Bodach offered Kazeem a ride. “I’m heading to the countryside to fetch firewood. Luckily, the woodlands brings easement” he said.