gnoll's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ceasefire jim kept going back and forth between the living room and the deck, and when i went to investigate what he was up to i caught him on crouched on the deck peering through the scope on an automatic rifle. he assured me it was just an airgun, but even still, those five round bursts were sounding pretty deadly. then i realized that he was involved in some skirmish with the neighbours across the way. i could make out a few figures in the dark down below, scurrying around to avoid getting picked off. at one point one of the figures ran up to the house and lobbed a flaming ball of oil soaked rags onto the deck, which i promptly extinguished with my foot. after jim and i had handed sniper duty back and forth a few times i figured enough was enough and called over one of the neighbours. she was an eleven year old girl who looked quite similar to one the of the jamaican neighbours friends. we agreed we'd shake on a cease-fire and somehow managed to clasp hands, her two floors below and my leaning right over the edge of the deck. 1:18 p.m. - Friday, Nov. 22, 2002 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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