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Streeter: Killing Time Edition
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Overheard by reader Daniella LaGiglia on the Queen streetcar on a Monday afternoon.
Sketchy dude, approaching a stereotypically frat boy–looking guy: What’s the time?
Frat boy: 6:15.
Sketchy dude: Not for me. For me, it’s eight years for manslaughter.
Sketchy dude laughs, as everyone avoids eye contact, and an elderly woman discreetly moves up to the front of the car.