Oh man! That almost happened to me and I never thought to write it down. Well the whole being a target thing helped me block out the memory. And I'm not a midwestern babe.

Naive California freshman comes to New York University, buying coffee at a deli at the worst possible moment, mixing it up with the New Jersey mafia.

It's timely to, what with the recent scandals and all (and I just moved out of Jersey City)

Oh, and I turned away before even getting involved with the whole thing - but you know - if my life took a different direction.