Notes
Stopped in front of the T station in town to fold the bike before going in for a train and got hit up by an aggressive "wounded warrior" panhandler. He started his pitch with "hey you on the $2000 bike" and had digressed to fuck you-s within 15 seconds while I was busy folding up the bike, not saying anything other than "sorry I don't have anything on me," to get the hell away. By the time I was ready to move on I wanted to kick his ass but just turned and walked away.
Lesson, don't hang and fold the bike when subjected to this kinda bullshit. Ride on to another entrance.