i stayed in that for a month, so I would continue same work routine. Even though dude got caught and arrested, it was just always on my mind. I would also look at who on the train or bus around me, and make sure I put my phone away. (I still do, my phone stays in my coat or pocket if I am on the train with people at night)
I moved a few months later because I couldnt deal with that thinking.
I am over a lot of it now and am internally grateful not to have been shot.
i developed my own defense mechanism too
i found some boxers at tj max that had pockets i was like
so i would keep some ones,a five, and a 20 in my wallet...prob like 35 total in my pants to make em think thats all of it
and put the rest of my cash/cards in my boxer pocket
before i had a car i used to ride marta home and walk like a mile and half to the crib after the last stop
got my wallet taken twice like here u go
funny thing a basehead saw it happen and started walking a young nikka home for $2 a night and a burger(worked at burger king back then)
funny how dudes are so scared of them...guess since they got nothing to lose and would die for that high