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Only in New York…?

Seeing a break in traffic, I cross the street near the Korean grocery this morning and immediately encounter a loudly muttering (big) man approaching from the opposite direction. I shift left, and he shifts toward me. I shift back to the right and he quickly moves in the same direction. I am forced to stop as he is about three feet away and now speaking directly to me. “If you run up on me, you’re gonna die! That’s right! You’re gonna die!” Or something to that effect.

I don’t even pull my hands out of my pockets. Just look away and walk around him. No racing heartbeat or confused fear/anger. A few steps away, I calmly pull my hood down and turn to make sure he isn’t tailing me, but he is already down the street, possibly looking for his next target…