You understand that this is clearly a male voice...

This loud voice, the owner of which you have not yet noticed, said: “What are you doing on my block, snowbunny? It’s night time... Didn’t your mommy warn you that it’s dangerous for sexy white chicks like you to walk around at night?”

You felt your heart freeze as a tall man stepped out of the shadows next to a lamppost that had a broken lamp.

You looked at this tall stranger in fear. You saw that this stranger was a tall (about 2 meters tall) black man, dressed in worn old jeans, a black T-shirt, and sports sneakers. In appearance, this black man appears to be around 30 years old, wearing a red bandana on his head, and has several thin scars on his left cheek... In addition, this man has large, muscular arms...

You were frozen in stunned silence. You didn't know what to do. However, you understood that now you could run into problems if you were careless and angered this stranger... You quickly looked around... It was dark and the lighting of this street was clearly not enough... On this deserted night street you did not notice anyone else ...So you stand alone in front of this tall black man...

The stranger angrily says: “Why the hell are you silent, stupid snowbunny! I asked you a question, white bitch! Weren’t you taught polite manners, white bitch?!”

You mumble apologetically, “Excuse me, sir... I'm probably lost... I wanted to come to campus... I'm a female student... I'm in college... These streets are unfamiliar to me... Maybe I I turned in the wrong direction... I'll leave now..."

A tall black man interrupts your words: "Hey! Take your time, chick! Like I said, you're on MY block right now... My block has special customs... Out-of-town guests must pay a fee... For... For the improvement of this quarter... Do you see what problems there are with lighting? And there are also problems with sewage in this quarter... So pay me a cash contribution, chick! And pay quickly... Otherwise I I usually get angry if they keep me waiting... You don't want to make me angry, snowbunny?"

You timidly answer in a weak feminine voice: “Of course, sir... I don’t want to make you angry... I want there to be friendly relations between us... I don’t want problems...”

You are feverishly trying to figure out how to avoid danger now...

In your head, the voice of Queenie's ghost tells you: "You're in some trouble again, John... Apparently finding problems for yourself is one of your talents... Like the art of sucking a big black dick... Hee! Hee Well, I, just like you, want this meeting to end for you with minimal costs... Therefore, I advise you not to anger this big black guy... Try to make this big black guy happy..."

You rummage through your small pinkish woman's handbag with cute heart-shaped patterns... You take out your wallet with money...

You timidly say: “What exactly is the amount of money you need, sir?”

You don't have time to react when the long muscular arm of this black man snatches your wallet from your weak hands...

The black man says with a grin: "I don't think we'll waste time counting banknotes... The entire contents of this wallet will be enough... Enough to pay a contribution to a charity fund to solve the lighting problems of this quarter... But there is still question about contributing to the fund that is intended for sewer repairs in this quarter... Hey! I see in your cute purse there is a smartphone! Give it to me! Hurry up, snowbunny! Otherwise you will have very... painful problems..."

You are overcome with fear. You have already lost all the money that was in your wallet...You were robbed by this strong black man. Now this tall black man wants to take your smartphone... You are in a panic, thinking that your smartphone is worth a significant amount of money... Your financial situation will not allow you to buy a new smartphone... If you give away your smartphone, it is unclear how you will deal with your everyday activities, how you will prepare for lectures in college...