I didn't die last night

Took the blue line to Cedars station (on the south side of downtown) last night to a bar. I was the only white dude on the train. As it went past the convention center, I started remembering the time Mark got his car towed. To south Dallas. And we picked it up at 10:30pm. Which is another story entirely.

But really, the train took me a block and a half from where I was going and there was a giant police station headquarters between the station and the bar. I would have been pissed if I got murdered along the way...dead but pissed.

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