“I can’t breathe, please stop,” “Get the fuck out of my truck,” and other tensions of the moment.

“Get the fuck out of my truck,” I said in an even-keeled tone to the tattooed and infrequently bathed man. I grimaced at him slightly, indicating that he had no business opening the passenger door and moving my backpack off the front seat so that he could nestle up next to me for a fucking fireside […]