Living life in the Hood

So there was a shooting on our block today. Kind of funny, because it didn't suprise either Shorty or I to find this news out. We were biking back from the gym to a police taped off block. Swat teams here and there with shields and guns and door-smasher-open things.

We live in the very nice city of Rotterdam, but in a more.... Turkish/Morrocan neighborhood where we are definetely the minority. It's sometimes sketchy walking to the store with suspicious groups of these guys here and there, but they normally keep to themselves in their loud, slick-haried, soccer loving, praise allah-ing ways. No offence meant.

Anywho, I guess we need to get out and get some bullitproof vests.

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