why not to buy from street vendors

Almost everyday I work I walk past the corner of State and Madison, and never really though twice about it until today. Everyday there was this man on the corner selling newspapers. Not that I ever bought one from him, but he did have every paper imaginable to sell. He would often say hi or something along those lines when I walked past. Well apparently he sold cigarettes too for five bucks. Stolen of course, but a lot of the people I work with used to buy from him. Well this is how i come to learn he's been gone for days. Arressted in NY for murder, after fleeing the Chicago nine days ago because apparently he stabbed a women 62 times and left her in his apartment. http://cbs2chicago.com/local/local_story_138140025.html The guy looked a lot more normal sitting on the street corner everyday. If one could look normal sitting on a street corner. He had really long dreads before and there was a picture of him in the sun times today. I think people actaully saved the paper at work.
Moral of the story is don't buy anything from people selling things on the side of any street. After all if you can be wanted for murder in NY and still right in the middle of Chicago. He was even arrested once. Crazyness. Just crazyness.

What fun this would be if I was 10 and not 27

For a long time now, I've been thinking to myself as I walk down the street across from my dwelling, "what is going on in that store front with the door open, and the windows all covered with white paper? Why is there L Ron Hubbard book is some of the windows? Most importantly why is that the only person I ever see in there is a half dressed old man, and why can't he have more clothes on? The only clue one is given is that all the books talk about Dianetics which isn't much of a clue to my liking since I have no idea what that word means. All I know is that on occasion when the door is open there will be one rarely two people inside the door, talking or something with an old fan on. All I can conclude logically from that is they have no air conditioning. When the door is open and the half dressed man is the only one inside he'll stare at me with the piercing eye's of a kidnapper who's tries to entice children with candy.
The whole buildings gives off the feeling of overwhelming evil. Something goes on in there, and by leaving the door open they want you to see. Yet at the same time they cover all the windows, so you can do no more than catch a glimse as you walk by. I do not dare stop to take a closer look, as there is always the half naked man starring as if daring me to come nearer.

An update

I haven't really done anything exciting in the last few days, but I just thought I'd update and let you all know that I'm feeling a million times better. I've decided that I'm going to focus on my own life for awhile which I think will be good. Namely getting my body taken care of so that I'm in less pain. On that note I've been going to physical therapy twice a week, and I really think I'm starting to feel better. I've also committed to doing my excerises everyday since they help my back, and they actually make me feel better all around.
I've also been reading quite a bit which makes me feel better. I read A Tree Grows in Brooklyn which is really a very good book. Currently reading An Empire of Weath: The Epic History of American Economic Power. Which I'm pretty sure no one cares about but me. Maybe T would find is interesting, but I would venture to bet it might even be outside her historical interests. Anyways I'm pretty excite about it.
The only down side of life right now is that I can't seem to eat anything. Now worries this is not an emotional problem, its actually an allergy problem which persents itself about the first week of every May. I am however trying to make sure I take my allergy meds eveyday which if I'm successful would be a first.
For all of my friends and family I'm enternally gratefull. When Life happens its always intersting to see who will be there by yourside. You'll notice I said life and not when bad shit happens, becuase I really think what happened was for the best for both of involved. As is the case sometimes it just takes a bit of thinking to get to that point. Anyways thats all I really have for now. And no worries i'm sure I'll have something to bitch about soon enough.
I am looking for an apartment again. Maybe a roomate if anyone knows anything etc.