I went for the Preakness stakes. I was looking for a teller to bet and a place to count my money, when I turned around a man locked eyes with me. It was awkward. He kept going just past me and stopped to tie his shoe. I went the other way and jumped on the escalator. About half way up I turned around and he was behind me again. I got off on the second floor and looked for security, but there wasn't any. So I walked toward the tellers. The guy walked out to the grandstand, so I RAN out of the place and will not return.
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