On my way to the faculty of music when I spotted an exchange between a young female tweaker and a nondescript older gent. He's minding his own business waiting for the light to change so he can cross the street when the tweaker, on the phone, bumps into him.
Tweaker: fuck, fuck you... fuck
NDOG looks on in silent confusion as the tweaker dashes into... a bank?
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