She was muttering sharply, “I am not talking to you.” Something about her body language tipped me off immediately about the situation. She was holding her arms in, close to her body, and she was walking with her head averted toward the wall. She was moving rapidly while simultaneously trying to shrink her body into as small a space as possible. I looked back toward where the loud voice had come from. I saw two pale boys, late teens to early twenties, with shaved heads, wearing loose, worn, drab, but clean clothes. One boy was clearly in front, leading; a dark-haired boy followed him. The expression on the lead boy’s face chilled me: He looked both exultant and leering. He had the expression of a hunting dog about to corner an animal, except with an overlay of sexual excitement.
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