I always feel like a badass when I drive through the bad parts of Newark. I think, "Yeah, I'm not afraid. I'm not scared to die. I'm tough. Maybe they will quiz me on rap history and decide not to kill me because I'm so incredibly cool."
Then I get home and when I reach for the handle to get out of the car, I discover that, sometime during the course of my drive, I've locked the door.
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