The truth is I left the city years ago, and now enjoy a life where these things have not happened to me again: stealing my bike off the porch. Stealing my lawn mower when I went in for a pee break and glass of water. Breaking into my house and stealing TV and getting car keys and taking that too. Getting chased by a bunch of kids yelling “get that white boy”. Someone trying to sucker punch me in the face as I walk by on sidewalk.
“The truth is I left the city years ago, and now enjoy a life...”
And there it is. I lived in various parts of the Denver metroplex for years, starting in ‘76. I kept moving west, away from the crime. Eventually the entire enterprise was a mess of heavy traffic, petty or worse crime and people driving without insurance. My immediate neighborhood was nice but as soon as you drove most anywhere conditions went downhill.
Left Denver for a small town in 2010 and life has been so much better. I never go “down the hill” now, it’s not civilized down there.