So I'm off in my own world walking up the street. It's a pleasant summer evening and the sun has about an hour before it disappears. As I get a block or two away from my house, I notice that some kids a few houses north are playing on a porch across the street. They're making noise and having a good time. While still across the street, I get a little closer to the kids and they stop what they're doing. I sort of glance over to them and the youngest kid starts to make noise. The older kid looks at me, then gives an urgent "Shhhh!" to her little sister. When I passed they started making the same noises again. I'm not quite sure what the deal was with that...either they're scared of people who apparently look like thugs because they're sporting a hat and look kind of Afro-American or Mexican, or they were up to no good. For about two seconds, I felt like a monster...then I laughed.
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