Walk eyes down, no eye contact here: stalker who, don't know who's a friend here: I have things, see, am a visitor here; First man I ask points a blind alley out; Turn quick around, I mus' hurry back to sounds! No eye contact, now, my sole guide bound instinct here. Police? Does that blue attire mean safety or fear? Who knows. Big city - this dark night, life comes cheap here; So: walk eyes down,
One night alone in a big rough city earlier this year...I pay $5 to a man who offered help but saying no to his demand for a reward seemed not an option!