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That day I will never forget. It all happened when I was going back home after visiting my good friend. The night fell and it got strangely dark. I felt as if something was brooding over in the air and I was right. This strange premonition was bugging for a while. I decided to stop and think.
While thinking I saw a group of young boys who were going exactly in my direction. "Hm, would they be the muggers I heard about?," I asked myself but kept on walking. Suddenly, completely out of nowhere there appeared another group of 4 men. "Oh no, they're gonna beat 'em," I thought and in a split second rush off to the bushes.
Watching them from there, I can tell you, it looked really bad. It was very quiet. Almost like a lull before the storm. And so they were, darting gravy glazes on each other and preparing for a fight. Then one of the group of 4 cried angrily: "Give me all of your money and mobile phones!". They looked unblinkingly and resisted. "No way!", they answered back. And then...
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