
Originally Posted by
chavis
I have struck outside the orbit of this state-let, believe it or believe it not.
I spent two years in Holland quite a whiles back, eagerly pursuing a drug habit. Black people punctuated the corners there, but I really don't count transactions as stimulating discourse.
One mugged me with a dirty syringe, and another sold me Foundation in place of smack. Still, I don't hold it against them.
I got mugged in Amsterdam, too.
I was obviously wopped to all feckery and in a fantastic mood so when this black guy came up to me and asked if I had any spare change, I was inclined to oblige.
I put my hand in my pocket and pulled out a tangle of coins and tickets and some paper money, began to root out a few coppers within the mish-mash - and he calmly reached over and took it all.
This shocked me. I asked him for it back and he said; 'no'.
He didn't even run away.
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