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Tuesday, October 05, 2004
Overseen/overheard at the West 4 Street subway station this morning: a large, middle-aged woman hobbling down the stairs, screaming at a man two flights below her, "GIMME BACK MY CANE! GIMME BACK MY CANE! I'M CRIPPLED, GIMME BACK MY CANE!" I peered down below and could make out the tip of a sturdy wooden cane disappearing down the stairs. The woman screamed to a man on the stairs, "BROTHER, MAKE HIM GIMME BACK MY CANE!" and the man shouted, "Hey, give her back her cane!" and started running after him. The woman was screaming bloody murder. We all looked on in horror, but then my train came.

Who would steal a cane from a cripple?

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