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i just chuckled to myself thinking about how much random shit i walk by on a daily basis here in dtla, i see random bags and boxes of shit constantly, i couldn't imagine how much time it would take if i stopped and checked out each one, not to mention how much feces i'd get on me.
no, i'll pass on rummaging through random shit left on the street, that's not out of fear, that's out of common sense and having my own shit to do, i'll leave that to the homeless, like in the original story.
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