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⌈ Secret Post #2617 ⌋

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Re: do you have gangs in your city?

[nyxelestia]

I live in Los Angeles. My NEIGHBORHOOD is gang turf.

Thankfully, this gang is fairly inactive compared to many other parts of the city - only one murder/homicide since I moved here, and I've heard maybe one or two shootings, and there's some graffiti.

At least no one stumbled into the living room bleeding out from a bullet in the chest (which is what happened at our LAST home in another part of Los Angeles, a little deeper into the city - right now I live a bit off Santa Monica, so it's much more peaceful here).

My father also briefly lived in South Central (infamous for stereotypical inner-city violence in Los Angeles). I never saw much, but then my father was unusually strict (extremely so for him, though understandable given the environment). I do remember waving to a group of young men outside a store - and seeing as I was a little girl, they waved back quite cheerfully, and then helped an old man lift a heavy box into the trunk of his car - and realizing only years later that they were all pretty heavily armed and likely deeply entrenched in the local hierarchy, and may have been involved in the one shooting I remember hearing at the time.

Thankfully, my experiences are very tame in comparison to many of my friends.

ETA: Case in point, my boyfriend lives a few blocks away from the epicenter of the Rodney King Riots, and one of my friends may actually have been involved in some heavy-duty drug dealing in high school (as opposed to lighter selling of a bit of weed under the table in high - which many people see as "not counting" as drug dealing in my city).