...that he is becoming increasingly concerned about the growing gang presence at the hip-hop club next door, I take notice.
When I have to get involved with an agressive panhandler, accosting a female on the steeet, I remember that.
When I have to warn some whacked-out lunatic who is pounding on my truck window demanding money that I am armed, it sticks with you.
I occasionally have to go downtown at night, and am thankful that I have a locked and loaded .45 on my hip when I do.
You must leave downtown by sunset, because if you stayed around any longer, the nightly freak show would scare the beejeezuz out of you.
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