Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Murder in the red barn

There was a shooting here in town last night, about 6 blocks from here. It was the first murder here in 4 years, something I take comfort in, obviously. Odd how a shooting in a small town is so much a bigger event than in a city. I remember living in DC and watching the body count go up throughout the year. I may not be remembering correctly, but I remember one year I lived there the murder count topped 400. I remember seeing a cop shooting at someone right in front of my apartment building. Detectives came to my door and asked me what I saw (which wasn't much--I was 9 storeys up and only saw the cop shoot, not the other guy).

I'm tempted to walk down to the crime scene. I tell myself that it's because this is my town now, and I should care, but really I think I'm just morbidly fascinated.

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