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Two Hoodrat Aggressors
8:45 A.M., Saturday, 10/28/17, Just Past Harford and Christopher, Headed Uphill to Harford and Glenmore


Walking past the dumbass dindu 7-11, two buck hoodrats, a tall welterweight on the curb at 1 o'clock with hands in his hoody pockets and a pear-shaped heavyweight with swuinging ape arms in a blue hoody at 11:00 o'clock, are eying me as they stalk downhill towards Northern Parkway, 15 paces above me.

They look at each other and start to converge, coming at me, spaced and paced to meet on either of my shoulders.

I am limping with my backpack on, having made the mistake of jogging a half block back in Middle River so as not to miss my bus.

I'm looking into the bright, rising sun, heft my cane with the T down, so I can use it to shove this narrow-assed negro into the street and butt stroke Big Boy across the chin.

I alter course and walk directly for Narrow Ass.

Hands still in his pockets, he looks to Big Boy and Big Boy raises empty hands in a "cool it" motion and steps out of my way, calling off whatever was going down.

Narrow Ass steps into the street and prances slowly by as Big Boy prowls past and I resume course in the middle of the sidewalk.

I didn't even rate them a sideways glance and kept an eye on their feet as we passed.

To my right, across the street, on the west side of Harford, was parked a black police cruiser, the officer within sipping a drink and looking at the 7-11, as if suspecting another idiot robbery, apparently unaware that the idiots spied some old cracker with a limp...

As I turned left behind the church at Caucasian Avenue, a police siren began waling down at Hamilton and Harford.

More police sirens wale as I write this at 9:22.

Good morning, Harm City.

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ShepOctober 28, 2017 10:35 PM UTC

8:45 in the frickin' morning? I always thought these fartknockers didn't wake up till noon, and they couldn't get their car started till 2.

Anyway, nice tip about watching their feet as you pass.
responds:October 29, 2017 3:52 PM UTC

Shep, of the many changes that come with true anarcho-tyranny urban management, are afternoon shooting on the street and morning muggings. This ahs all become common since 2015.