Roxbury was a bag lady and she had just finished a combo luncheon that she had just put together; it was found after an hour of dumpster diving. It consisted of chunks of burger, franks and broccoli; and was washed down with three partially filled cans of coke and ginger ale. She was now in the mood to celebrate her good fortune, so she took out her harmonica and started playing polka music. The rest of the bag ladies joined the festivities and danced to the uplifting tunes. But the music stopped when a can collecting lady appeared. She had four sacks full of cans and could hardly walk. A look of fear was plainly written on her face and everyone was frozen in place waiting for her to speak. The can lady told a story of horror. She said that three can ladies were found dead with teeth marks all over them and that there was fear spreading all over the can collecting community. Many can ladies had given up their collection routes and had left the city. Their cans were being taken away by beggar bums, this has never happened before. There is an unwritten law that says that the corners of the city were a place for bums to beg on, and can collecting was reserved for women. Bag Ladies, Can Ladies, and Bums, have a different lifestyle and they seldom inter-mingle .A bag lady lives off a dumpster while the can lady purchases her food from the proceeds of her can collection, and the bum begs on a corner. Now the rules were being broken and bums were now collecting cans. Threatening notes were found on top of piles of cans, it said that any woman that continued collecting cans would be bitten to death. Roxbury said that she would protect her and asked the can lady to live in her dumpster diving community until those that were responsible for biting the can collecting ladies were punished. The can lady said that she would be flexible and live in the dumpster diving community until Roxbury restored safety to her can collecting way of life.



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Roxbury spoke to Crazy Momma, her seven daughters and Giant. They all shared the same dumpster and were loyal to one another. She knew that each was unbeatable in combat and told them her plan. Their job would be to get the bums off the can collection routes and give them back to the can ladies. It would involve violence but there was no other way to solve the problem. Roxbury said that it was very important to find out who the leader of the bums was so that she could deal with him personally. There was havoc in the city for the next few days; the emergency rooms of the hospitals were full of badly beaten bums. They said that an army of hate filled women had attacked them without showing mercy. The bums all said that they would go back to begging on the corners, and never collect cans again.

Roxbury thanked her loyal dumpster diving friends and was happy to hear that they had the name of the guy who had bitten to death the three can ladies. His name was Biting Louie and he was a vicious ex-pimp that was driven out of the mid-west by a tough woman whose daughter he tried to abuse. She beat him to a pulp and left him for dead. He now was in the business of selling can routes to bums. The three women that he killed refused to give up their can routes; they were bitten to death by Biting Louie as an example to other can ladies. He is now living with an abused mentally ill woman in a hotel. She is too frightened to leave him, and was told, that if she ever left, and he found her, he would bite her to death. His address was then given to Roxbury by Crazy Momma.

The hotel looked like it should have been torn down fifty years ago. It was kept open as a haven for bums that couldn't find affordable housing. The entrance was blocked by a group of men sharing a gallon of wine. Roxbury asked them to clear a path for her so she could enter the hotel. One of the bums spit in her face. A second latter he was on the ground screaming in pain while holding his crotch. The rest of the bums got out of the way and gladly let her make her way into the hotels entrance. Roxbury knocked on the door where Biting Louie lived, there was no answer. But a whimpering cry was coming from inside the room. Roxbury opened the door. Biting Louie was not at home, but there was a partially dressed woman on the floor weeping. There were teeth marks all over her body. The woman told stories of how she was constantly being bitten, and had no place to run. Roxbury kissed her on the cheek and said that she had a place for her to go. But first Biting Louie had to be given what he deserved. The door opened and there he stood. He was big and tall, his faced was full of the scars that he had earned from a life time of hurting others. With open jaws he lunged at Roxbury biting her on the nose and the blood flowed down to her chin. She replied with an extended palm that broke his windpipe and left him on the ground gasping for air. An empty soda can was then forced down his throat as a pay-back for what he did to the can ladies. Roxbury than lifted him up and threw him out of the hotel room window. He plunged five stories to his death. That was Devine Justice for the most evil of men.

They were all sitting around the dumpster laughing and telling jokes. Roxbury still sported a Band-Aid on her nose. There was a new woman in the group that was laughing along with them. She was the one that was held captive by Biting Louie. All signs of her being mentally ill were gone; and she now had found a happy home. The can ladies slowly returned to the city and they were never harassed again.