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I just realized that our front window, facing onto the highway, has a bullet hole with accompanying cracks in it. Straight through. We're not sure where the bullet ended up, or when it appeared.
My first gut reaction upon seeing it was "I want to move RIGHT NOW."
Then my housemate, who grew up in Caracas, said, "I would probably be more surprised if it was the first time there were bullet holes in my house. Sadly, it's not. Sadly, it's not even the second time."
Hmm. Well, there you go.
My first gut reaction upon seeing it was "I want to move RIGHT NOW."
Then my housemate, who grew up in Caracas, said, "I would probably be more surprised if it was the first time there were bullet holes in my house. Sadly, it's not. Sadly, it's not even the second time."
Hmm. Well, there you go.