One early morning Joey Daba and Jimmy Quebral, both 19 years old, were walking through downtown Seattle, tired as hell after eight solid hours of scouring the dirt off the pots and the pans at the Westin.

They weighed about a buck-and-a-quarter apiece and didn't go looking for fights, but they found one this night when seven big dudes backed them into an alley down by the Olympic; the lead guy, it seems, didn't like Filipinos and figured that it would be fun to hurt Joey and…

I live in a nice place--at last!--but the block the apartment is on with a park right next door is home after dark to dope fiends and jackdogs and thieves, along with occasional rape-os and such, who come out of their sewers to turn things to shit, and all in the name of their brand of fun.

Night before last, a rape-o chased a girl who was homeless into the patio we have in back--and ran into Joan.

Joan's 68 and walks with a cane, her health's not that good, and she stuck that…