Now as it happens, I can walk just about anywhere with impunity. I am six ft, fairly good shape and I look mad as a hatter. In fairness to my ego, there were seven of them, along with a few mates, and they did not really attack me, it was a snatch and grab of my grocer's sacks.
It is not that I mind the violence, because there really wasn't any. If I had not tried to chase them and twisted my knee (again...grumble) I would have been fine. And there was not much in the sack they got...some steak medallions, some potatoes and some lettuce. Dinner in other words. I am sure, teens that they were, that they would have preferred the sack they did not get, which had some Murphy's Stout and a half decent bottle of red wine.
What bothered me was the impersonality of it all. It was not against me per se, but rather a sort of vandalism with swag involved. if they had a spray can, they might have targeted a road sign and left me be. There was that much personality involved.
And yes...I am fine.