Last Saturday afternoon, a security guard at Duane Reade pharmacy and convenience store was stabbed and a shopper was threatened by a knife-wielding thief at one of the chain’s midtown Manhattan stores.

Roughly 12 hours later, a standing passenger was shot in the hand as his train pulled into the 86th St. and Lexington Ave. platform.

That’s life in Manhattan, where transit crime, assault and shoplifting are raging.

“The city has changed so much,” said Ermal Gura, 35, of Staten Island, who barely escaped the knife-wielding thief. “We have to watch our backs in the stores and on the subway.”

That’s because Manhattan District Attorney Alvin Bragg doesn’t have New Yorkers’ backs.

On May 30, just minutes after securing a guilty verdict against former president Donald Trump on 34 felony counts, Bragg boasted, “I did my job.”

Bragg’s not doing his job. The mainstream media are gushing with adulation. But New Yorkers living in constant fear should find Bragg’s stardom nauseating.

He’s being hailed as a hero, but he’s a menace.

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