...but it's hard not to take some satisfaction from this story.
Ms. Citizen and I were out running an errand when we noticed all the police tape. We walked down to 18th and chatted with one of the officers, who was predictably tight-lipped. The rumor mill was in full swing, and by the time we were leaving Metro K (one lime, one bottle of tonic water, two sticks of butter, a six of UFO hefeweizen, a six of Amstel, one can of tuna in water), you'd have thought that an all-out gang war had broken out. The whole time we were exasperated and we kept repeating that it was time for people in the neighborhood to stand up against all the violence and recent gunplay.
Little did we know that just such a thing had happened, although, again, arguably not in the best sense of the word. Still. I'll take it.
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