You. Why am I alive? A lot of the time when that question is asked, it's a philosophical one, and I do that too. But in this particular case, the question takes on a significance because I have to ask myself that question. You see, I have had several circumstances in my life where I have looked death, I guess you could say, in the eye
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@FromSilence · 4:55
Would have been the absolute worst thing to die for. But I did everything exactly wrong. And I remember looking at them for that second and looking down the barrels of those guns and thinking, man, those look exactly like the 1945 style sorry, 1911 style 45s that my dad has at home. And just standing there looking at them and looking them in their eyes, and they had masks covering everything else with their eyes. But I looked at them and I stood there like an idiotic statue
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@FromSilence · 4:52
It's why I want to give thanks, is because there is no rational reason why they did not kill me. Over the next nine months, a criminal gang hit every single Burger King and Hardee's in my area. Every single one. Ours was the only one. They didn't get anything. In at least one case, they killed the crew. Why wasn't that us?