So, while I was at work today in the booming dog-eat-dog metropolis of Toronto, someone got shot and killed within a couple of kilometres of the building where I live.
To understand how totally fucked up that is, imagine the nearest big city to you, and now think of the suburb that sprawls out one side of it, where all the moms and dads own two cars and new detached houses. I live in the latter, right next to a gigantic mall.
I hate to belabour the point I made in my last entry, but...
To understand how totally fucked up that is, imagine the nearest big city to you, and now think of the suburb that sprawls out one side of it, where all the moms and dads own two cars and new detached houses. I live in the latter, right next to a gigantic mall.
I hate to belabour the point I made in my last entry, but...
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waldo:
while I was eating at a restaurant last night in my safe hometown of Pasadena, someone was slashing all the tires iin parking lot. The slashed the tires of the car next to mine and the one two cars over to the other side. How's that?
waldo:
Oh yeah, and here's another report straight from my hometown of Mar Vista, a relatively suburban neighborhood, I grew up next to this professor's family. When they got divorced, I started hearing strange noises. Everyone sort of ignored the multiple cars and people, and I could not see through the bouganvillia separating my window from their backyard. One sunny day, the police came and found a man chained up half dead in the garage. The bathtubs were filled with vomit. And my 15 year old ears were not privy to the rest of the details.