Every time a siren can be heard I see my neighbors outside looking around more, instead of ignoring them like we usually* do. There are more parents outside with kids, gripping their hands as the sirens blare. Their body language indicates that they're wondering if something violent has occurred even closer to home.
*We live in proximity of a police station, so sirens aren't terribly unusual.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Reflections on violence II
Labels:
Boston,
crime,
Jamaica Plain,
neighbors,
police,
sirens,
urban life,
violence
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