I just caught a glimpse of myself in our buildings lobby mirror. No wonder people cross the street when they see me coming (w/out my daughter, of course). With my black, sleeveless t-shirt, board shorts, and "prison ink"...I'm a big, walking, rectangle of threat.
I bet this is why nobody sits next to me on the subway.
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