Remember when we "talked about it." The "it" was what had really bothered the s_____t out of us. That was the Oprah way. And she picked that up from the psychotherapy ethos (aka Talk Cure) of the 1970s.
Now, we're back to street. And that's significantly more effective. For those to the manor born who didn't have the advantage of growing up on the mean streets of some decaying city, here are fundamentals how to resolve conflict, to your advantage. That is, the miscreant will leave you the hell alone and may even treat your with respect in the future.
No, you don't understand. If your enemy pops up with that, brush it aside. You are not a saint. You were not on planet earth to understand everyone's stuff.
Angle the body to give the cold shoulder. That's the very least bit of body language to throw around. Far better is to go totally Sicilian. In Italian culture when we encounter the bad guys on the sidewalk, we step into the street and remain walking in the street until enough space is between us. One person I did that to in this New Haven, Connecticut complex left a long note of apology taped to my apartment door.
Puff up with rage. Everyone knows how dangerous rising anger is. Just a flash of rage will do it.
Never let it go. The message has to be sent into the community that you and your cabal have the memory of the elephant. Wrongs will not be forgotten.
Sure, I had been held hostage for decades to the world of talking it out. How did I get smart? Somehow, I noticed talk may be cheap but it's also ineffective. The imagination required to be street does demand energy - mental, emotional, physical. But at the end of each day we feel right with the world. We have made our presence felt.