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In 2008, I flew to Italy to play for a football team(Bolzano Giants). I arrive in Milan around 12 at night and have to catch a train to get to my destination. I get to the train station, now mind you have three huge bags because I'm going to be living here for six months. Nonetheless, I see a lot of Africans walking around the station. Staring, whispering and what not and I'm like "damn, I'm looking like Christmas morning!" Anyways, I'm standing around contemplating my next move when a man comes from behind and says "Where you going?" I stick my chest out and say "Bolzano, whats up?"... he then points across the track. I see about eight people scheming. "He says, take the last train leaving the station to Verona, its not safe" n then walks away. I hurry and move my sh*t on the train, thinking why the fu*k I leave L.A. Well when I get on the train, I sit in a car with one other person in there. Its a older man with a top hat. I sit down and when he looks my way I shoot him a head nod. Now the train takes off and I'm beginning to doze off(12 hour flight) but the old keeps giving me this weird vibe. So I stare back at him in hopes that he will stop but then I realize he isn't looking at me but behind me. Then he says something like "womo nairo, womo nairo" then I'm like "excuse me?" and yells out "womo nairo" and stands up and exits towards the other car. Now I'm like "what the hell" turn around and I don't see nothing. Nonetheless I finally dose off. Then all of a sudden I feel some hands around my neck and I jump up. No one is there and I'm like "man, what's really going?" Then I hear a loud "boom!" on the window and I damn near p!ss myself. Now I'm a big dude but this sh*t got me spooked. Anyways, the train comes to a stop and I quickly exit.
I finally reach Bolzano and I catch up with President of the team and American player who has been living in Italy for about seven years. He ask me about my travels and I tell him about the strange man on the train. I said he kept saying "womo nairo, womo nairo!" and quickly left. He paused me and said "You mean "oumo nero"?" and I'm like "Yeah, thats what he said" and he told me "that means black man" then I'm like "damn, they that bold over here? Just calling me a black man" he then replies with "Yeah it means black man, but to Italians, it means "Boogey Man"... I thought for a second and remember something grabbing my neck and loud boom! I lost my breath and never talked about it again