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Journal of No. 118

May 10th, 2005

Life in the Hood @ 07:51 pm

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Bang! Bang Bang Bang Bang!

An interesting contrapuntal theme to my dishwashing this evening. Followed shortly after by two black Utes jogging up the alleyway, furtively.
I didn't see any bodies, and the people at the garage weren't cowering in fear, so the fun was all over. The po-pos arrived in a few minutes, and I went out to say what little I saw of the two running away. One of the other witnesses said that one of them was holding his arm funny, as if maybe he'd been shot. I hadn't noticed that, but it's very possible, since one officer was checking out a blood trail that ran up the alleyway.
5-0 hung out for a while, but they're gone now, and all is peaceful once more in Inglewood.
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Date:May 11th, 2005 06:47 am (UTC)

Tales from The 'Wood.

Cy and I were driving through the 'Wood once, and we looked over at a gas station, and there was a guy lying face-down on the ground in front of a pump, and we heard some car speeding away. Some lady was running across the lot to wake up the guy.
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Date:May 11th, 2005 01:22 pm (UTC)

It sometimes strikes my 'Wood, too. One late afternoon, I had walked to some event at a nearby church. It was evening when I walked back and found DEA agents crawling all over my street carrying big guns. One officer said to me, "Go inside. Now." I was denied the satisfaction of hearing gunfire, but I did get the thrill of being bossed about by a man with a big gun.
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Date:May 12th, 2005 02:57 am (UTC)
this is one of those posts id like to hear you say aloud.

mostly cus i want to hear you say "po-po" and "5-0" like the gangsta i know you are.

Journal of No. 118