you are quietly waiting in line, looking at the menu board waiting to order your food when you hear a commotion behind you. Behind you,you turn to see the coach of a local boxing gym confronting five local gang boys

Youse are embarrassing yourself here, lads. Kids stab, girls shoot, boys punch. Grown-ups fight with their heads. That's where the real battle is. Up here, in the gray. Now wake up, lads. Life's quick, you're slow. Life's hard on a bone top.