The Mugging
By Christopher Munroe
It was a beautiful night, and I figured “What the hell?”
I’m a pretty big dude, and while it was late and the
neighborhood isn’t the best, I wanted an adventure walk, headphones in, and
figured there’d be no harm.
Little did I know.
From the alley he leapt, and I was too taken aback even to
think of defending myself as he grabbed his cheeks, stuck out his tongue,
contorted his face and, as quickly as he’d come, dashed into the night, leaving
me shocked, confused and tremendously vulnerable…
… and that’s the story of how I got “mugged.”
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