Apparently there was a robbery on Wilson street, which is all of a few feet from the lot where I park everyday. Hmmm, and people wonder why I walk to and from my car as quick as possible with my head on a swivel.
My mom parks in the same lot. If only I could get her to actually pay attention to her surroundings and get her to stop walking around with a large bag and pocketbook in each hand. She looks and acts like a target. It's always amazed me that she hasn't been robbed.
I suppose I should be happy she doesn't park there when it's dark. I did that for a few months and I have to say, it's not somewhere you'd want to go after dark, even you were packing. I guess if you wanted to buy drugs it might be the right place to visit.....
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