I got tired of walking in circles through the park, so I decided to sit on a bench and read the Jack Kerouac's book I had brought with me. Just as I opened the book I heard a loud BANG right behind me, say, 100 meters away. I turned around to get a better view of what was happening when suddenly BANG BANG BOOM. A large Lincoln pick-up truck had halted just in front of a police car and it seemed like a battle was raging between the passengers of the two vehicles. RATATATATA. RATATATATA. The guys from the truck had an AK-47. Cops weren't having their best day. One laid with his head hanging out of the window while the other tried franticly to reload his gun. I pulled my small 4-shot .38 special Smith&Wesson out of my left pocket. I approached the black truck from behind the park's trees. I saw there were two guys inside, one in the front and one in the back. The one in the back had jammed his Ak-47 and was trying to unjam it. I slowly aimed at the former at his skull. Then I quickly whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab is rare, but I thought 'Now forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'
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