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i broke down at the intersection of Gage and Figuroa when i moved up to the bay area. i had to spend the night on that corner in a penske truck towing a car trailer. i was offered a BJ for some crack. i told the nice lady that i didnt have any crack, but also "no thanks". she said, "but you can buy some crack from that guy." the salesman ran over....everyone was pretty cool, i didnt get mugged, but i was scared. i had a cold steel knife, stabbed into the dash, and one eye opened the entire night.
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poof! gone
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