The other day I was getting a filter for the air conditioner out of the garage, when I caught a glimpse of the garden hoe, leaning menacingly against the wall with a cigarette dangling from the corner of its mouth. I quickly averted my gaze to avoid making eye contact. This was clearly an unsafe neighborhood, so I hurried away.My reaction was obviously a programmed response to past traum...
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