I was jumped by 10 gentlemen in Alphabet City LES NYC. All of them except the fella who approached me were wearing triple fats with hoods up and tied tight. Thrown to the ground and kicked proper, I had no chance. I deserved it though. Karma licks you in the end as I was one of a few who jumped this kid earlier. Learned a big lesson that night. Im happy I had the experience.
I still have the jacket I wore and it still has sneaker prints on the back. They never washed out. The ironing. 