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Guns aren't shiny. The sound they make when they're cocked is surprising. I never want to see one again.

I had my purse stolen tonight. They got 28 dollars my house keys and ID with no address in it (the locks are still being changed tomorrow). The whole thing took less than a minute.

I'm fine. A little shocky, but I have a good housemate looking after me. I hate that this happened. The police have been called, and I know I did the right thing by neither fighting nor screaming. I walked away after a gun was pointed at my chest. I know I did the right thing.

But I never want to see a gun again.

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OmG! Are you really okay, Fabi? Jesus. I don't even know what to say except to send you big hugs! If you want to talk on the phone, LMK and I'll give you a call tomorrow. God, there are some evil fucks in this world.

*super-big hugs*

Wow. Just thank God you are all right. ::HUGS::

If you need to talk, I can call you tomorrow. I am so glad you are safe. This is terrifying. Just..just...

::HUGS::

Oh my God Fabi! Are you alright? Yes, you did exactly the right thing. No need to risk your life over a little cash and a set of keys. Damn! Did you see the face of the person who did it? Has there been a rash of muggings in your neighborhood? I hope the police catch the fucker. Now I'm pissed on your behalf.

Damn it!

Take care Fabi. Don't let this rattle you.

Fabrisse, I was so saddened and shocked to hear this. I'm glad that you're okay for now, but don't feel bad if you react later - it's only natural when such a horrific thing happens to you. I'm just glad that you've got a supportive housemate on hand.

Take care

{{{{Hugs}}}}

Oh my God.

I love you.

Just Oh my God.

I'll email.

Hey babe.

You did *exactly* the right thing and that's the best part of this. I got mugged in the Underground when I'd first moved to London, and I was insane enough to chase the fuckers all the way to the emergency stairs. Came to my senses just before trying to follow them up. Adrenaline halfwit, see.

New house locks are a pain in the butt, but pretty prudent from time to time anyway. Newer, less wear, so tighter.

Bad, bad karma on the gun-toters, of course - all of them.

And like Shawn, every time I ring you and get your caller-divert thing (since it won't recognise us International caller freaks) I leave a message, but I have no idea if it works and gets to you. I know this one will.

I'm thinking warm thoughts for you, sweetheart - and if you need to talk at any time - wake up in the wee small hours and can't drop back off - please call me. I'll bore you right back into the Land of Nod!

Jesus Christ on a crutch Fabi. That is really awful. I'm so glad our

jerminating is being a good roommate. I'm also glad that you didn't fight and weren't physically injured. This is a good time for you to drink lots of nice herbal tea.

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