The other day I went to a Japanese restaurant and then to Target, and I got bugged. But just last night, I went to a jazz bar. Nobody bugged me there. So it all depends upon where I go to hang out. It's never that bad. Honestly, most people are like super cool, and they'll just come up to me and shake hands, and that'll be it. But it rarely gets out of control.
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