When I lived with Greg in White Plains, I was informed that there was one street that I was never, ever to walk down at night. I always remembered that, except for the part about which street it was. Statistically speaking, though, I figured I was probably okay. There were so many streets, odds were I wouldn’t end up on the one where all the muggers hung out.

I guess Greg could tell you which street you should avoid, if you’re worried at all. He probably knows a lot more about it than I do. As for me, I just pictured so many muggers that they would end up like those fish in cartoons that keep getting eaten by progressively bigger fish.