My mom’s friend was nearly pickpocketed in front of the Trevi Fountain by a man with two thumbs on his right hand. My mom caught him with his hand in her purse and made a big scene. He ran away.
I was 11 years old and had my camera out and ready and it kills me that I didn’t get a photo of his hand.
Heh, my thought too, but it wasn’t like an extra pinky. He had two thumbs stacked on top of each other. I don’t know where they joined, but I could see the pad of one thumb on top of the nail of the other.
My family went to Tijuana when I was about 5. My brother and I saw an unconscious/dead person being dragged into an alley and were ‘wtf?’. My parents just said uh, nevermind about that.
Did a school exchange with Serbia once (am German myself). The abundance of guns was jarring, I was welcomed to a night club by a couple armed bouncers, one of them open carrying a fucking ak-47.
Those mfs thought it hilarious to put a gun in my jacket during the security check, it was totally surreal being yelled at and held at gun point, even though they were just fucking with me.
I remember after 9/11 I took a flight out of Minneapolis and there were security/police/whatever with automatic rifles. Pretty surprising as I’d never seen anything like that in the US.
I bought drugs. It was super sketchy. It was very stupid but I was young. We were in a taxi driving who the fuck knows where. It wasn’t even a road. We ended up in an alley in a ghetto where we bought the driest, shittiest Mexican dirt weed I’ve ever seen. We went to a strip club after that. The other person with me drank a little too much and got scammed by some girl. The night ended with the bouncers taking us to an ATM where he had to empty his account. In a separate incident, we were held up at gunpoint by some paramilitary guys in camo. I ended up getting really sick on that trip too. I went to a doctor who gave me a shot in the ass of something. It hurt like hell and didn’t make me feel better. I had to come home early and get antibiotics. I would rate it a 0/10. In retrospect, I’m lucky I didn’t end up kidnapped for ransom or dead. Not one of my finer moments.
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