--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "curtisdeltablues" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]>
wrote:
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> --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "lurkernomore20002000"
> <steve.sundur@> wrote:
> >
> > <curtisdeltablues@> wrote:
> > I have had a team of street hustlers in DC approach me in a
> > choreographed sequence, contrived spontaneity. It is quite convincing
> > and dangerous. One lady in the group was pushing a baby in a baby
> > carriage, how disarming is that!
> >
> > Lurk:
> > How does that work. I love a good story. Wait, let me pull up a
> > chair. Okay, ready.
>
> Black guys approaches me on H street in DC up the street from the old
> College of Natural Law. He tells me his Navy ship just pulled into
> Baltimore Harbor that day and he had a 24 hour leave. He reached in
> his pocket and pulled out a huge wad of bills, bigger than a softball,
> waves it in front of me and tells me that with only 24 hours he needs
> a local to help him find a hooker. And he tells me that he is willing
> to part with a chunk of that big wad to the guy who helps him find a
> girl, been on the ship for 6 months and all and ready to ship out for
> another 3 the next day. His eyes are clear and sincere, he holds my
> gaze without flinching. I like him almost instantly, he is radiating
> familiarity like I went to school with him or something. He needs my
> help in the worst way if I would only show a little compassion for a
> sailor in need, serving his country and in need of a little pussy for
> one night, hell the drinks are on him, we can all party together he
> has so much money to burn he doesn't care if he lays a few hundred on
> me he'll buy me a girl too if I want and where is he going to spend
> money in the middle of the ocean on a US Navy ship and can't I help a
> brother in need for God's sake, he only has one night...
>
> I start to back off and tell him that he doesn't need my help in the
> Capital city. He will do fine on his own. Just then a woman rolls up
> with a baby in a baby carriage, kinda blocks me in with it and joins
> the conversation. She tells me that we shouldn't miss this chance to
> work a deal and that she knows some Howard University college girls
> who turn tricks on the side. She needs my help cuz she has this baby
> see, and we can both make a bunch of money in such a short time,
> yessereeeeeee we would be fools to pass up a chance to make a few
> hundred dollars for almost no work at all, if I wont take the free
> money she certainly will, she is no fool...
>
> I realize that my ass is now in a sling with two people who wish me
> harm and who knows who else in the wings, so I briskly walk away
> cutting across moving traffic to get the F out of Dodge.
>
> It was only later that I contemplated whether I saw a man pull out a
> huge wad of bills or a man pulling out a few bills on the outside of a
> partial roll of toilet paper. Greed was the hook, and I didn't take
> the bait. But I learned a nice little lesson for the street. Now if
> someone asks me for the time, I step back first and look around me.
> Then I give them the time. I never take for granted the power of more
> than one person with me in their sights.
>
> Thanks for asking Lurk. I hope it did not disappoint.
>
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>
Curtis, your story brought the idea that canine companionship might offer
multiple
benefits when you're meeting the public - 1 ) security - lots of bad guys
won't tangle with
a dog. 2.) a cute dog can be a magnet to draw people closer. May you move
safely......
