This was, hands down, one of my favorite happenings while in Atlanta. We were tooling around the North Point Mall near closing time, having just gorged ourselves on awesome southern food, trying to stave off the itis.
So we’re about halfway down the strip when we hear shouting from ahead. Of course, like any good group of civilians, we rush forward to see what the night’s entertainment is going to be. We come out in the center of the mall, which, like any mall, was a big open area with kiosks that branched off in several directions. So directly ahead of us, there’s a fight going on, the likes of which has shut down the jewelry store because the guy on the sore end of things had gotten himself trapped there. Not by the security guards, but by one of the guys who was involved in the spat.
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