Today my son was riding his bike near Tzomet Bar Ilan, a little past the bus stop going towards Ramat Eshkol. A tanned man with dark hair, a white t-shirt, and navy shorts with white racer stripes, approached him.
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He grabbed onto my son and says, "Let me ride your bike, cutie, to my house". My kid in all his innocence asked the man "Why?". The man eventually got cold feet, as he ended up running away to the other side of Shmuel Hanavi street, while my lucky kid rode home to safety.