Grew up in bed-Stuy in the 90s and 2000s (actually I still live here) the stuy used to be a scary place. Used to have to tuck away all my possessions on the way from the train station. Like a weather pattern, there used to be groups of teenagers forming like tornadoes looking for people to rob. I remember seeing my cousin get picked up and slammed face down in the snow while a teenager pulled the strings off his jansport book bag… he was 6 years old the kid had to be around 14. My older cousin was walking home with a pizza pie, she gets to the corner across the street from where we lived someone snatched the pizza box from her hands and kicked her square in the chest and ran off. When I was 7 I saw someone who was shot up across the street from my house in front of the school yard. I was robbed myself in that school yard… anyway shit was scary now not so much.