I’ve lived in a big city for years now. Never seen anybody get mugged, or shot, or carjacked, despite doing activist work that often has me visiting poor minority neighborhoods.

The only time I ever really felt uneasy was when I had to walk alone at night through a neighborhood where all the businesses had bars on the windows. Worst thing that happened was a couple of people asking me for money, and they didn’t give me any shit when I said I didn’t carry cash.

But any time I visit the small town where I grew up there’s always someone or another acting like I came back from a fucking warzone lmao

  • g_g [she/her, comrade/them]@hexbear.net
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    1 year ago

    the other night i was walking home alone and a person asked me if i had a spare dollar. i said i didn’t. they seemed happy that i even acknowledged their existence.

    that’s my experience of living in basically the “warzone” city.