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My brother has more experience in the business and has been in the area far more than me. He called them drug dealers. I trust his judgement on the matter. The smell of marijuana was, like I said, an added tell. EDIT: grammar
You don't have to be a dealer to smell of pot. It's also pretty hilarious to hear you being scared of kids because they "smell of marijuana". Of course, they probably did smoke pot. But this would earn them a big "so what?" from me, rather than a panicky exit. And if they were giving you "the evil eye", that would make me wonder if you did anything to deserve it. Were you sporting bald heads, combat boots, suspenders…
By the time we get to a property in a high-crime area, the copper is often long gone. Broken glass isn't uncommon. The amount of destruction done to some of these houses is impressive. There are holes in walls and even holes in the floor. Toilets ripped out, shattered, and left to one side.
I'm left there asking myself: Why go to all of this effort to destroy these things? What destructive impulse must some people have? It's one thing to argue about it in an Internet forum, it's something else to find it in many houses over the course of months.