Street Hustle
Jan 4th, 2019 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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“Hey man, wanna buy a Rolex,” the punk in the shiny nylon jacket asked as he approached me on the street.
“How much?” I asked as I looked around to see if he had a partner. He didn’t.
“Thirty bucks, and it’s the real thing,” he told me as he handed the watch to me.
I pretended to be examining the watch, when I said “hold on,” as I reached into my coat pocket and pulled out my badge.
“Metro vice,” I announced as I reached for my handcuffs. He spun around and ran like Jack the bear towards Fremont.
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