Out The Gutter
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hared in an old building, admiring the Brownsville painting s
world. My
rown up there. I'd done everyt
utiful forty year old afro american lady. I stared
d at times and it hurt
er and a Cameroonian mother. She'd grown
by a friend of hers. He was Israelite. They immediately
married mom even with the
r their marria
er my birth, my father died in a ca
ything and they all returned t
her was still in great sadness
make my mother happy again. I was goin
out the window. I looked down and there stood on
t your ass down h
min
y old dirty converses, a white T-shirt and another shirt around my wai
Yasmin?" my mo
ring back some change
't do anyth
won
heek and left
hair into a bun and wore a grey pullov
we going?"
stroll around. We might fal
Manhattan
got m
know how we'l
town where we took the subway discretely. And so
treets while Yasmin and I, silen
an of about fifty years old. He had a briefcase in
he fat man."
s go
go ge
d the street and w
on, sir." we
od a little behind him while
e we're los
Where do
ly know how we ended
ly and discretely stretched out a hand and removed
to him, I looked
oth took off. Running
ntil he felt his pockets and disco
shouted helplessly. T
to three s
stopped to o
is this??" I a
ha
ey present in that wallet
!" Yasmin ask
with only ten dollars in his pants??" I
ddenly rea
e with fifty dollars each.
kno
ly scared. But not too much
Now let's
, when things got a little hard, I preferred to use a gun. No harm done. It
three more wallets after we'd explored othe
eally satisfied,
nto an empty street. It was already
d dangerous street, unawar
ought ourselves plastic clown masks for
nd approached the w
n front of her, blocking her way a
ed to turn and escape but Yasmi
somew
n began
! Take everything
ur purse! Now!"
he threw the
ly open
red doll
at her and motioned for
ing our masks and hiding our guns
afe, we stopped to rest a l
Haha
t was fun tho
ight, "Guess how much I got fro
w m
hundred
ogether we
or ourselves. The hundreds, w
ome Pringles and P
aug
aha me