A man stands on a wooden soapbox, dressed in a gray suit, with slicked-back hair and a charming smile. He adjusts the collar of his jacket and clears his throat, preparing to address the curious onlookers.
 

"Hello, ladies and gentlemen," he begins, his voice confident and smooth. "I am here to tell you about the art of pickpocketing."
 

The man stopped and pondered his own words, “Actually, I’m going to show you all instead.” he said with a sly grin.
 

“No matter whether you’re friendy, neutral or unfriendly… especially if you’re unfriendly, I’m coming for the contents of your pockets.”

“Soon enough Sister_Friede will be scytheless, Mocha will be nothing more than a latte and Smudge’s prowess will be 85% or less.”

“I will bruise no more than your egos and tax you only a fraction of your ill-gotten gains, let us not descend into physical violence, by you avoiding your baser instincts consider that I’m simply and benevolently helping your personal growth.” 

“Please excuse me, I’m off to do some late-night grave digging, I’m told Goku is willing to pay top dollar for Cheetara’s spots.”

The man threw a handful of flyers into the air Come join me at The Thieves Guild, coming to a business district near you soon.

As he steps down from the soapbox, the crowd disperses, some murmuring among themselves, while others take the man's advice to heart, clutching their belongings closer and scanning the crowd for any suspicious activity.

I stood among the crowd, listening intently to the man's words. He seemed so confident and sure of himself, and I was immediately put off by his proposal. His words were persuasive, but I found myself shaking my head in disagreement.

The man's words made me think about my own life and how I could start to protect myself from people like him. I felt uneasy and skeptical of his words and I made a conscious decision to stay vigilant and to be extra careful with my belongings.

As the man finished his speech, I found myself not joining in with the applause. I had been deeply disturbed by his words and his message, and I knew I would take his advice with a grain of salt.