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houdabelgharbi · 1 year
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Pickpockets! 🤝🏼✨
I really like these two, your honour… They are meant to steal together… Forever…
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defensive-tactics · 5 months
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Situational Awareness: Pickpockets often work in teams. It's a lot easier for them than trying the old "bump and pick" routine.
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mo-mode · 4 months
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I love how Walker Scobell just appeared one day. He’s acted in only three projects now, all within the last two years, all where he’s the main character. Nothing else. No nepotism. I think someone in Hollywood just said “Yeah I need an angelic little blond boy who watches too many rated R movies, bites people, and swears like a sailor?” and then they found Walker skateboarding in the dumpster out back and went “PERFECT”
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azahar · 16 days
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almost robbed...
No, not me. Peter. And he actually was robbed but then the guy didn’t get away with it. What happened was that I was walking home today after having lunch out with Peter and our friend Paul (yes, he’s back!) and suddenly Peter wasn’t with us. Turned around and saw he was “chatting” with a touristy-looking young couple we’d passed in the street (wearing touristy hats, looking at a map). Except the…
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 11 months
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"CITY AND DISTRICT," Montreal Gazette. June 13, 1913. Page 3. --- Man Lured Into Lane by Woman Knocked Unconscious and Robbed ---- CALLED JUDGE "COLONEL" ---- Colored and White Pickpockets Caught After Taking Money From Richmond Visitor Found Guilty ----- An old game was tried out successfully last night on Craig streets, when at 11.30 Cecil Lisotte, who says he arrived in Montreal on Wednesday from Ottawa, was lured into a lane in the rear of 34 Cote street by a woman whom he describes as being dressed in white. Lisotte admits that he was somewhat under the influence of liquor, but not so bad that he did not remember all the circumstances. He was no sooner in the lane, which is very dark, when, he states, that a man struck him between the eyes with some heavy instrument, after which he remembers nothing. When he came to his senses his pockets had been turned inside out and $18 stolen therefrom. The matter was brought to the notice of the police by a boy. who at about midnight ran into the Cherneville street police station and said that a man had been killed in the lane in question. Constables Cote and Creveau were sent to the scene and when they arrived, the beaten man was attempting to get to his feet. The blood was streaming from a gash in his forehead and he was very weak. The inside pockets of his vest were found to have been literally torn out. A patrol waggon was called and the man taken to the station, where after telling his story he was sent in the waggon to the General Hospital. After having several stitches taken in his injured head, he was again brought to the station for protection. He was able to give a very good description of the girl and the police are making every effort to round the couple up.
CALLED JUDGE "COLONEL" "Good-bye, Colonel. God bless and thank you. I'll go right away, don't worry about that." With tears streaming down his face as he rushed out of the prisoner's dock in the Arraignment Court yesterday morning, Wesley Welch, colored, alias "Old Folks," who was making himself at home at King Edward Park on Wednesday when he was caught by Inspector McLaughlin, bestowed the title of Colonel on Judge Leet. Welch commenced to cry so loudly when he was arraigned that Judge Leet was glad to get rid of him, when through his sobs and tears the colored man said he was not looking for sympathy, but telling the truth and would get right out of town if he was only given a chance. "Will you go right out of the city if I let you go?" said Judge Leet to "Old Folks." "I'll light right out if you only let me go and give me a couple of minutes to get a few old clothes I have got over here" replied Welch. "I have been living, with the horses since I was nine years old," sobbed the prisoner, "and I did not come here to rob any one. But every place I go the police grab me and lock me up." He disappeared quickly when Judge Leet said he could go. He was seen off by local detectives by the 10.30 train for Buffalo last night.
PICKPOCKETS GUILTY. Fisher First, colored, and Frank Sullivan, white, who were arrested a couple of weeks ago by Detectives Lapage and Gorman on a charge of picking $390 from the pocket of J. A. Adams, of Richmond, Que., on a St Lawrence street car, were found guilty yesterday in the Court of Special Sessions by Judge Bazin. First and Sullivan were unable to secure bail following their arrest, as they were caught with the goods, although they tried hard to regain their liberty. They were remanded until next Tuesday for sentence. The pair were arrested immediately after they had taken Adams roll and the money was found on Sullivan when he was searched at the City Hall avenue station. When the accused were found guilty yesterday, High Constable St. Mars handed over to Adams his $200.
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frank-o-meter · 11 months
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isda-bata · 2 months
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buildingmybento · 1 year
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Clothing Review: Clothing Arts Pick-Pocket Proof® Shirt and Pants
Clothing Review: Clothing Arts Pick-Pocket Proof® Shirt and Pants
Have you had issues with petty theft while out for the day? When I lived in China the first time, I was part of a large group of recent college graduates, teaching throughout Shenzhen’s schools. Unusually, it seemed as if a number of them had some belongings stolen, whether in their apartments, or while out on the town. Now, if I had to conjecture, a fair amount happened due to drunken behavior.…
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shrugsinchinese · 7 months
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Pickpocketing IS a love language
I put some commentary in the Alt text if you would like more context! Mind you it’s not a perfect image description
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otaku553 · 6 months
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Quite frankly still obsessed with the three of them
A little procrastination doodle
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itseghost · 1 month
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im really liking campaign 3 so far !!! i was doodling fearne as a break from my homework but ended up spending a bit longer cleaning the sketch up a bit and adding a few simple colors lol
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chrisrin · 4 days
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HE'S GONNA STEAL--NOT JUST YOUR HEART--BUT EVERYTHING YOU OWN AS WELL!!!
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flamingpudding · 7 months
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Fictober23 Prompt: 14 - "If you don't stop now-"
Fandom: DPxDC
Rating: T
Warnings: -
If there was one thing vigilante work did for you it was honing your senses and instincts as well as helping you become more aware of the things around you. Of course there were a lot more things it helped with but these were the things that helped Dick realize what just happened.
His back pocket was definitely a whole lot lighter than it had been before he had a little run in with a black haired child. Dick chuckled lightly to himself as he turned around and surveyed the streets. It didn't take him long. The child was apparently still a starter when it came to pickpocketing people, well at least not as skilled as the kids of Crime Alley.
Still for a kid to resort to stealing, especially in a city like Gotham, there had to be a situation behind it. So what was originally supposed to be a little errand run for the sibling gaming night later in the day became now the observation of the little pickpocketier.
He followed the child all evening, watching how the kid stole wallets and fruits from street stalls all unnoticed by anyone else. Close to sunset Dick then also watched with surprise how the kid approached a police station. The kid didn't stick around long, and a quick question to the officers inside as a good natured citizen looking for his wallet, let him find out that the kid delivered all the wallets he had stolen over the day. Emptied of their money but returned with everything else.
He pocketed his own wallet quickly so that he wouldn't lose sight of the child and continued to follow the boy. With time Dick became more and more worried, as the boy appeared to walk around Gotham in a completely random path with no clear destination until the boy looked up once at the clocktower and then appeared like he had a place to go to. It worried Dick, especially when he noticed the boy going into Crime Alley.
Now he wasn't in uniform but civvies and this was his little brother's territory. Dick had two choices, follow the kid and put his civil image at risk and apologize later to Little Wing about investigating a kid of his territory or contact Little Wing and ask him to see what he could find out about this child or if he maybe even knew the kid already.
He did neither, fully knowing he would probably get an ear full from B later. Checking his surroundings he quickly made sure that no one was around as he took to the roofs in his civies. Still following the child as the boy walked through Crime Alley. Finally they reached an old, small and run down warehouse. One Dick knew, neither his brother nor anyone else was using because of how run down it was.
Carefully he jumped on its roof, avoiding any and all loose boards while he made his way to a window and snuck in. Luckily there was an overhead pathway in this warehouse and despite the metal creaking under his feet it looked like it was holding his weight. Looking over the railing though caused him to frown and his eyebrows to furrow with displeasure.
Below him was a small camp. A red haired teenager was holding a toddler in her arms cooking something on one of these mobile electric camping stoves that was hooked up to what looked like a soup thermos. Little ways from her lay two barely okay looking mattresses with little to now ratty looking bedding.
"Danny, where were you all day?!" The teenager shouted once the kid he had followed came into her view and Dick recognised that tone. It was one he also used at times with his siblings and Dami liked to call his older brother voice.
"Earning some money and buying some food for you." The boy, Danny, muttered as he handed over the money he had stolen as well as the food he also had stolen.
"Danny." The sister knew that, Dick thought as he continued to listen in. He had his phone out and had taken a couple pictures already he had sent to his siblings in preparation. Babs was already organizing a temporary stay for the three.
"You need to eat something too! Ellie, Dan and I are fine temporarily living off ambient ectoplasm but you need some food!" Dick narrowed his eyes. Four siblings, three can be assumed as metas able to live off something that's not food. The oldest sister appears to be a normal human. He sent the update of information to the others.
"Besides neither Dan nor me did get caught so far and you said it yourself! Once we got enough money we can get an apartment! Or move further away!"
"Danny. You and Dan can't go and continue to steal things."
"How else should we make money then. No one would hire kids!" Dick could easily disagree with this, considering what he had seen in all his years of vigilante work. But a part of him was glad that these kids did not have the contacts to end up on the really really bad side of things.
"Still you shouldn't do that. What if you do get caught, or worse if you and Dan get the GIWs attention."
"We won't." The boy retorted stubbornly and Dick couldn't help but feel reminded of some of the arguments he had with his own siblings.
"Danny, I know that you and Dan are using what little you have recovered of your ghost powers. If you don't stop now-"
Dick never got to hear the rest of the scowling the teenager was going to give the boy as the door of the little warehouse burst open and he had to make sure that he wasn't going to fall off the overhead pathway at what he saw.
In the bust open door stood Little Wing in his full Red Hood get up and he was holding what appeared to be the feral twin of the boy he had followed. Well at least feral in the sense that the child was yelling profanities and trying to punch and kick his brother.
"So this is where you little shit hide all this time? This is no place to live for a kid like you."
Dick muffled a chuckle as he watched Little Wing take in the stunned other occupants of the warehouse before tossing the kid in his arm over to his siblings. Interestingly enough he saw the boy's eyes flash red and Danny's started to glow green as he took a protective stance before his brother.
"Listen up, you little squatters. You four are coming with me before this shit of a place collapses. No running, no escaping and no fighting back and no fucking biting. You are coming with me and that's that."
Dick made sure that he filmed his little brother's entire interaction with the four siblings, including his very dramatic and bad guy like spiel about forcing the four to follow him when Dick knew perfectly well that his brother was a bleeding heart when it came to the kids of his territory.
Grinning Dick escaped the situation through the same window he had gotten in and sent the video he had taken to the others as the update to the situation. He probably would have to dodge Little Wing later for that but for now he could return to the manor knowing that the little pickpocketier and his siblings were safe with his brother.
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if-you-fan-a-fire · 1 year
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"PICKPOCKET SUSPECTS." Montreal Gazette. March 24, 1913. Page 3. --- David Harris and Henry Waltz were arraigned before Judge Lafontaine on Saturday by Detectives Lepage and Gorman on charges of vagrancy. The accused, who said their homes are in Boston, are suspected of being pickpockets. The pair were pointed out to the detectives by a citizen, who had noticed them acting in a rather suspicious manner St. Lawrence street car, and were taken into on a they custody. They pleaded not guilty to charges of vagrancy and were remanded until next Friday for trial. In the meantime efforts will be made to try and establish the identity of the accused.
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ncitytweets · 7 months
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