That’s what I like to tell ‘em. Keep your hands here. Like this. Then the next time some two-bit tries to sucker you in the gut, you’re already six steps ahead, eh?

Don’t mess with people who do funny business. Yeah, you know a couple of guys who deal snow and crystal. None of that’s good, but hey, city’s gotta move, right? No, I’m talking about the weirdos, the fella on the corner peddling some kind of manifesto or something. The drugs will rot your veins, but those words — those’ll rot your head.