City Lights

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An amazing place it is indeed, the city that never sleeps.

Everyone in he streets walk quickly to get to their destination. Which is good for me, so I can find some white collar job guy and run like crazy.

I look around for anyone with a fancy watch, their are easy to swipe.

"Hey sir, I'm list and I can't find my mom!" I yank on the man's wrist, also swiftly in doing his watch.

"What's your name kid?" He asks.

"Ally-oh I see my mom, sorry for wasting your time." I run from him.

The watch looked nice. I wonder if it's worth anything?

A woman with a small envelope type purse is walking.

I purposely bump into her, making her drop her wallet. When she turns around I'm in front of her, I grab the purse that is on the ground and escape her sight. I look back and see her frantically looking everywhere for her purse.

I run into an alley and I examine the watch. I read the word VERSACE labeled around the watch.

This is worth atleast 1,000!

I contain my emotions and I put the watch away.

I begin to look at the woman's purse.
Her ID Card shows her name and age.

Emily Daniels, age 34.
Thank you Emily for letting me grab a hold of your money.

Sorted bill are located adjacent I her ID, also I get a hold of her debut and credit card.

I'm hungry, and I need to do something about my aching wrist.

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A local Walmart away from Times Square is the store I visit, but not to steal.

I scan the medicine isle. I grab two bottles of ibuprofen and a wrist brace.

I then pack some cereal and pizza boxes.

I hit the jackpot!

Emily Daniels had 400 in straight cash.

I go to one of the registers.

"That'll be 11.90." The cashier spoke.

I handed him the debit card and he slid it. Emily was stupid enough to leave her PIN number printed into her card.

"Have a good day." The cashier says.

My next stop is the Pawnshop a few blocks from here. I dry swallow six ibuprofens and I lightly put on the wrist brace.
Damnit Kylie!

I have a friend who works in the pawnshop, Benny, he's nice and actually gives a fair price.

"Hello Baddie." Benny welcomes me into his store.

Baddie is my nickname for bringing him, so many stolen items.

"Hey Benny, guess what I brought." I go up to the counter.

"What is it Baddie, I hate questing."

"It starts with V and ends with CE."

"Stop playing Baddie, you got a Versace watch?" Benny's says, astonished.

I place the watch on the counter.

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