Right it should be Poseidon's Fountain--in this case on the plaque it's called Neptune's Fountain--but I call it according to the next planet, Pluto (I learned

Right it should be Poseidon's Fountain--in this case on the plaque it's called Neptune's Fountain--but I call it according to the next planet, Pluto (I learned there were 9 planets, that's what I learned when I was 5, Fuck the Law if the Law says there's 8, distinction is meaningless). So, why do I call it Plutonium Fountain? Because it's always shining, "shine", radiation, 5 streets radiate from there and so much crime radiates from there, in fact just talked to a cop at Plutonium Fountain an hour ago, said there were a lot of hold-ups and prostitution--in addition to the wannabe pimps, the rape extortionists, the drug dealers insulting you for not buying, the abducters who worked for the Walmart franchise--and I was like, yeah Fernando (cop's name was Fernando), glad I named it Plutonium Fountain. Always shining. Shine is a codeword for radiation, used at Los Alamos in the 40's, building the bomb, out of Plutonium in fact. Atom named after the god Pluto. And in fact there is an underground. It's on the same small block as the fountain. There's a stairwell leading to a parking garage underneath the street which you need to give the license plate number of the car you parked there to get into--there's a shitters and urinals for men, something for women, no idea if it has any toilet paper but it's not completely disgusting. So let me reiterate: Plutonium Fountain. So to answer your question about crime, crime against people and property in the area: high. Very high. Fully turgid. Well it depends on your height and your "stupid gringo" factor--mine is negative despite wearing an American flag on my leather jacket, because of my dominance and native Chilean Dialect, which shocks people when they hear it coming out of me, like a perfectly dubbed character in a Hollywood movie. And like...yeah you'll get mugged a lot if you commute through this fountain. Get raped couple times a year, no matter what your pronouns are. Let me repeat, fellow Hacker News user, crime is high at this corner, spesh if your reading comprehension is bad, highest crime of anywhere in my life, worse than Chinatown in San Francisco in 2012, I narrowly dodged getting killed there, I narrowly dodged getting killed here. Manhattan Geometry meets Euclidean Geometry, shit hits the fan because people go apeshit. The only other corner like this is Alameda and Lastarria, coupla blocks away. Like, fuck, twenty police riot control vehicles on Fridays, lines of policemen, policemen in riot gear armor and clear shields, suckafucking rocks attempting brain surgery flying through the air in my trajectory, running to safety barely making it. Explosives, fireworks as explosives, police retreating and thugs advancing, All Hallow's Eve and some prostitutions visible from my nest bicycles and woafs, then I cheer the police on, and police advancing and thugs retreating. Paramilitary, the Brigada Newén, with their presh matching white costumes black backpacks with equipment eg first aid, gas masks for tear gas, plastic masks for rubber bullets to the face, and the thing I found most endearing their round shields that said "BRIGADA NEWEN". Nonviolent, crossing Alameda in single file, they had practiced tactics, they were really cool. Like as the graffiti nearby said, GUERRA SOCIAL. Always sum wench screaming "¡Paco Culiao!" Dude nonstop on Fridays, it's like a happy hour, always hearing "¡Paco Culiao!" there. I hate writing that but I can't describe it any other way, just the same as you have to tell people what the n-word actually is before you can refer to it as the n-word, history professors are forced to pronounce it in class. Same deal. Social war. Class warfare. Somebody has to suffer it, and Americans had a lot to do with how things got like this, the oppressed classes in Chile lived 50 years of being treated like shit. So it might as well be me that suffers it, I'm a gringo, hell. And I can deal with it.