What? Define an unreal as opposed to real life? When I moved to Nottingham, the local pub was so rough you had to fight your way up to be accepted or leave. I had 6 or 7 fights before the lads left me alone/ accepted me. Is that real enough? I didn't feel the need for a weapon because no-one else had one. Do some research into Liverpool which is where I'm from. You'd probably feel the need for an armoured carrier if you lived there. I'm no stranger to violence, crime or any of the things that seem to have you running scared.
Immature? Try again. i outgrew a lot of the macho bullshit you seem to be obsessed with when you were still in diapers.
Can you not read? I called her Immature and you a troll. Shut up.