There was a pretty rough bar on the corner at the end of my block. When it let out at 2am on Fridays and Saturdays, the street would fill up and some sort of fight would usually start. The first time I heard them shooting at each other, I freaked out. By the end of my time in that apartment, I would just call 911 at about 1:30 and tell them I'd heard gunshots whether I had yet or not.
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