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go to school in Philly... there's a necessity for saying no. The bums outside our 7-11 are there 24/7. I've been there at 2 AM for some snacks during a drunk night. I've been there at 8 AM before a test... BUMS... they're all over. I suspect that they aren't actual bums, that they live somewhere. I see this one crazy little guy and his crazy little bumwife doing oddjobs for some of the houses around where I live. Nothing like seeing a little cracked out black woman yelling "That's it! You're my ****ing black strong man!!! LIFT!!! LIFT MOTHER****ER!!!!" at the little cracked out black guy who is trying to lift the remains of a stone wall to clear the street.
I don't like bums.
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