This past Thursday I was on Staten Island visiting the place of my birth. I checked a few place I frequented as a child. It was great visiting the Pride Center there which was about a half mile from the ferry.
On my way back to the ferry I passed by three teenage guys. I could here them commenting about me. I realized that I had been read. As I continued ahead one of them threw a cup of ice in my direction missing me by several feet. This is the first time something like this has happened to me.
I wasn't afraid and didn't become nervous. I' m not surprised by what happened. I'm okay. I will continue to be myself and live my life.
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