I hate DC. Traffic ic always ridiculous there, no matter what time of day, I avoid DC at all costs. I remember when I was 18 me and my husband (my boyfriend at time) and his mother went through DC to go to a funeral and stopped at a gas station and the car that was sitting at the pump right in front of us got stolen when the guy went in to pay for his gas. It could've easily been the car I was sitting in alone at the time. I was pretty scrappy back then but at 105 lbs I was tiny and I doubt I could've done much to hurt a full grown man. Although I did have some real big chunky heeled boots on that I could've beat him in the back of the head with 
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