I hear gunshots a few times a month (not always violent, sometimes just drunk partiers who think it's fun. lol, oops accidentally killed a person in their bed).

I hear gunshots a few times a month (not always violent, sometimes just drunk partiers who think it's fun. lol, oops accidentally killed a person in their bed). Three murders in one year, on the same corner, two blocks over. I live in a "nice" part of town. Things are relative indeed. Also, never lock my doors, never had issues. Neighbors are unfailingly helpful. Will find people passed out in their cars nearly daily on my way to work, on drugs. If they wake up, they'll mumble politely. Weekends, roving hordes of motorcyclists - teenagers with dirt bikes and quads - will run up&down the empty streets. Sometimes they hit our street, sometimes not. I'm not making this up. It's fucking mad max. Trash pickup is excellent, twice a week, large bins. No dog shit anywhere. Very little littler. A few blocks over, somebody dumped some appliances in the creek bed. Free junk drop-off center is two minutes further. My kids walk everywhere, get coddled and spoiled by their neighbors and strangers constantly. At school, they'll get alice training, you know, teaching toddlers what to do when a gunman enters their classroom. This country is depraved, a stench is wafting over it.