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Jesus crab-crackin' Christ...part of me wants to applaud your integrity in
returning Fuckface's shoe, the other part of me wants to scold you for not
dumping it in the nearest receptacle. All parts of me are proud of your
survival instinct.
Never been robbed myself; my mother was, though, 20 some years ago when she worked at the deli across our house. Got Maced and forced to
lay down on the floor with a shotgun to her stomach while the thieves collected the cash. Both were arrested soon after; they'd done a few other jobs, and one of them (not the one who had the gun on my mom) was wanted for murder.
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