he don't have much a pair of hard hands..
his hands are not as strong as before..
his greasy hands are the life he demanded..
he's not in need in direction,
he just chose his own path..
and by the way he walked and worked..
he teaches, life is not about winning..
it's all about believing..
*terinspirasi dari tukang bakso yang lewat rumah tiap jam 11 malem, orangnya udah tua banget dan kurus* T__T
