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So, yesterday Dresner asked me if I was gonna get robbed or something living in Crown Heights again. I said that no, I wasn't going to get robbed in Crown Heights, I only get robbed in the nicest neighborhoods in New York. I, apparently, was wrong. Only this time, not only was I in a sketchy neighborhood, but also he had a gun. That was fucking fantastic. He was actually rather a likeable guy.He was nice enough to not even bother pointing the gun at me, or stealing my car, ATM card or do something super obnoxious like taking my whole wallet instead of just the money inside. The good[ish] news is, I'm broke as hell, so he got 20 of my last 21 bucks. In conclusion, no more driving in the city. It makes me look like I have more money than I do.