In this rough neighborhood, streetlights were scarce but the moon was out in full and I could make out the pale shadows of these thugs."Now, all we wa...nt is some head... you suck our black dicks good- with that good head game and we let you go free, no problem. Is that understood?" Mike told me. His gun was pointing right at my head. What choice did I have?"I hear you. You promise to let me go right?" I asked."We promise. Get on your knees," Mike said, watching me listen to him. He unzipped his. A sign in bold letters stated - This door is locked between 11 pm and 7:30 am.Hmmm, I turned the corner and came to the med Lab. A cute young lady with short red hair and glasses was busy at the counter, cradling a phone on her shoulder and entering information at the keyboard. Sara - Medical Laboratory Services was printed on her badge, clipped to her scrub top pocket. She held out her hand and grabbed the req in my hand. "No, It's not for me," I said. She held up her index finger and spoke. " Huh? Okay, how often, if you had the chance, would you have them done?" Oh, that is easy, a couple of times per month." Then it is settled. Let me get better at it, you tell me what Rita does that you like, and that will be a perk of the job." Dave, this gets better and better all the time."We had a good week that week, the foot traffic doubled from what it used to be. We had the big Labor Day bash and went back to work that Tuesday. Mrs. Sims was going to work for me only 4 days this week,. Two plus two equals four. I believe in what I can see, and even that I take with a grain of salt. The world is what it is. There’s very little anyone can do to change it. I am not a hero. I am not a bringer of change. I am nobody’s knight in shining armor. I’m just a man. I didn’t get involved in campus life. I just went to class, stayed in my dormitory, or went to the movies. I enjoyed walking around Boston. I love the city. It’s so lively on a sunny day. I would walk from Harvard Square to.