Things look good from the other side of the glass. Breaking faces, fencing off some brand new haul, maybe you want to spread some chems around the neighborhoods. That can only last so long. One day, you screw up and you find you’re working for a rat who needs a fall guy, or you’ll run into one of those bat-shit vigilantes, or some druggie will gut you while he’s tweaking and needs a fix. You want to do something with yourself or you want to die? So far i’ve only met one person who picked option three, coming out the other side of dead, and trust me, you wouldn’t want to meet her. Get off the streets before someone comes back with your life on their conscious. You think I’m kidding? Why don’t you bring up some of the crackdowns and busts the next time you see those lowlifes you hang out with, why don’t you ask them about what went down at Candlestick and see how fast they shut their faces.
Well aren’t we all.
Hope is such a bait, it covers any hook