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This event will set your teeth on edge. My apartment complex has separate buildings of six two bedroom units each having an interior staircase to the bedrooms on the second floor. There are 118 apartments all told.
About seven years ago we heard a nearby gunshot. I go out to investigate; the fifteen year old boy from the building ten yards distant was lying on the ground with his heart's blood geysering out of a hole in his chest. The gal in the apt. on my left joined me in trying to do something about this tragedy. She gave the kid CPR; I could see that nothing we could do would save a hole in the heart. The kid's mother then comes out and goes into a rolling-on-the-ground set of hysterics. It was painful to see and hear. The police and firemen came, but there was nought to do. The boy was dead as a hammer. The shooter was arrested within minutes; he too was fifteen. The killing was over "respect" amongst vatos (gangsta's). One had insulted the other by dissin' the first one's tag on the wall nearby. ¿Qué vida loca, no?
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