A gay parent and blogger writes about an encounter with breaking stereotypes "When our Triple-A savior finally arrived on the scene, I could have jumped for joy. Instead, I froze. The white knight who showed up for our rescue turned out to be a physical composite of every high school bully I ever suffered: a tattooed skinhead-type, complete with
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Some of the most dangerous people wear suits and look like the boy next door.
So you never know.
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