After relaxing for a few days I felt ready to go out. I looked at the calendar hanging on my wall, noticing it was 22 January 1946 thinking “I hope that the war is over and I could get a visa” I packed my things and left leaving a note on the door “went out to sightseeing the world”. I walked out of the New York temple thinking “where should I go first?” I started walking in the direction of the book store I visited with Curtis last time I went out. On my way there I received some weird stares for people around me, not that It bothered me that much “I guess my clothes are too showy for them” I thought to myself. Then I noticed everyone is wearing thick coats “I guess its winter now” I signed. “No wonder they’re giving me weird stares, oh well I’m not cold anyway”. I felt proud of myself as I walked to where Brentano’s book store was.

Just as I was about the walk into Brentano’s I remembered an important detail, that I have no money at all. “Now I need a way to get me some money, gangsters have money” I chuckled menacingly as an idea came to me “stealing from thief’s isn’t stealing, or if that fails I could get a job of sorts” sense both ways seemed appealing to me. I started walking around searching for gangsters then I remembered Curtis saying something about an area called “hell’s kitchen” that should be nearby and is filled with them. Thinking I could find lots of gangsters in there, I asked for directions from a taxi driver I saw smoking near his taxi.

I heard him yell “that area isn’t for girls like you” but I ignored him and kept walking. I walked for about an hour and found the “New Yorker Hotel” the taxi driver told me, “It’s a good-looking landmark for an area famous of gangsters” I thought to myself. Looking around to memorize its location I did a circle around the building then asked a couple I saw near the hotel “excuse me do you know what the time might be?” the man looked at his watch and said “it’s 2pm” and continued walking before I could ask more. I continued walking down w 35th St to what I could remember is a river from a map I saw someone holding, I kept walking for a while then I heard shots nearby. I decided it would be a good idea to look why people are shooting. As I walked closer to where I heard shots I stopped to look around, the entire street was weirdly silent. People were running away from what looked like a bank.

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Then I heard “open the safe door or I will shoot you’re nuts off” from the bank that had a black car parked in front of it. “I’ve struck jackpot” thinking to myself while smiling I started walking to the bank's front door. Bank door looked decorated and fancy, looking at it I thought “I should get myself one of these when I build a house”. I knocked on the front door of the bank thinking “maybe I could join the fun without being violent”, little did I know how wrong I was. “Get lost pig or we shot you” someone shouted from inside the bank, “Listen here Mr. if you don’t open that door or I will invite myself in”. “I want to see you try cockeyed” the same voice answered. “Suit yourself, I hope for your sake you are not standing behind this door” I said excitedly then proceeded to kick the door, adjusting my strength from human to what I was thinking should open the door without breaking it.

Apparently I kicked the door to hard as I heard its hinges dislocate from the door frame with a snap as the door started falling down. I walked in happily as I didn’t smell any blood coming from below the now fallen door, “do you believe me now Mr.” I said to the shocked robber who was shaking like a leaf. I let out a chuckle to try lighten the atmosphere, but he looked at me horrified. “I want to talk to your boss, just tell me where he is” I asked the shaky robber, “The boss is down stairs with the bank manager” he answered realizing I didn’t do anything to him. “Thank you it wasn’t too hard, if you were nicer and opened the door for me would beter” I said to him smiling. I slapped him with as little force needed to knock him out and turned around to walk to the staircase leading down, “you people it isn’t safe here run outside” I yelled at the people I saw lying down on the floor as I walked downstairs.

I came down halfway the staircase as 3 guys dressed in the same black coat and hat came up running. They pointed their guns at me and the one at the back said “who the hell are you?” I looked at them and smiled “I heard you needed extra hands, sense the banks door seems to be wide open and your friend is out cold”. He looked at me surprised “what do mean the doors open?”, “I’m sorry about that I used too much force when I opened it” I said while shrugging me shoulders, my answer left them puzzled. “Jimbo you ok?” the man shouted, there was a sound of people running outside but no answer. “What did you do to him?” he asked as he winked to his accomplices, they nodded in response.