It was the day after Thanksgiving. We were standing outside a liquor store on 24th & Folsom. Someone said to me, "Hey will you hold my cigarette? Do you want a Four Loko?" As I stood outside, holding his cigarette, a drunk old man came up to me. But he came up too close. So I screamed. And someone came out and pushed the drunk old man. He told him, "Cops are coming. And I’m going to fuck you up." But there wasn't any fighting. We had to go to a party.
*This also appears on the Urban Outfitters Blog.