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"Hello boy, you're white, I like that" a strange spanish man will admit to me at the bus station in a few hours.

"You know this area's pretty bad, but you're pretty lucky cuz I know how these kids get around women, and I mean you get plenty of women at your shop right?" says the strange thug having a cigarette with me outside of the sex shop.

"If you missed your bus, you can stay in my room, right down the block, I like you your white, I hate these black kids" the strange spanish man says to me a few hours later salivating with the possibilty.

"Don't go past that block, that area's the worst, it was really nice meeting you". Hi Jeff, I already knew that thanks. For reinforcing it, when i've done such a good job ignoring it.

"I hate my job" I say to my co-worker. "More or less I hate it's location". And she nods again. And I nod. Then she nods again.

They tease us with the possibility of the old stores location re-opening; where I don't have to fear being knifed to death on the way home.