I was an anarchist with a small group of like minded friends. We were waiting for a city bus. As we were waiting we would stick these nicely made wood strips with a slot running alone its length under the bus. Then we would stick razor blades in the strip of wood to puncture the tires of passing busses. We would only do this to busses going to places we considered too “consumerist” or “commercial” like the mall.

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