I am finding myself more and more of a shut-in at the moment, Kafka-esque. I'm a bit alarmed when i do manage to get out and about in town how many asshole thugs I manage to see. They're cartoonish: usually in blacked-out suburbans, or Cadillac Escalades. They're overweight, with undulating neck rolls on their bald heads. Tatted up, with high-frequency radios (a no no here) in hand, blabbering with one another.
On the way back from the adjacent town last night, there was a truck with 3 snot-nosed punks standing around. I could've taken them all had they not been armed. Jesus, it's amazing how a gun or two make these fucksticks think they're so immensely powerful.
But the rumor on the ground is that El Chapo Guzman has sent soldiers into this area of NE Mexico to start a 'cleansing'. Time to get rid of the Zetas in the area, supposedly. Yeah, right, if they're down the road too???
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Saturday night one fucktard almost shat himself when he apparently saw some Zetas coming up the road, so, gun in hand, he jumps back into his vehicle - when he does, he shoots his pal in the thigh over in the passenger seat.
These are the people providing you with your blow. Remember that.
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