I wound up sleeping in Cincinnati yesterday which I thought was going to be cool because they are trying to turn the town into an artsy city. However, Mr S. and I decided to walk down to one of the bodegas or whatever they call them there to get some chapstick.
I'm no stranger to homeless - but I've never felt stalked like I did in Cincinnati. Every time I looked behind me I could see them shadowing us. And when they asked for money they keep asking louder and more intensely. That place gives San Fransisco a run for their money and then some. And they are pretty damn aggressive. Memorably aggressive. I've never once felt that threatened in San Fransisco.
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