We've been robbed. Again.
Yes, less dramatic than my husband being carjacked at gunpoint in front of our home at 9:30 on a Tuesday morning.
More lucrative than when our car's spare change was pilfered from the ashtray on a Saturday.
Just as disgusting is this newest violation. My bike hitched to the kiddie bike wagon. GONE. Our edger. GONE. Kevin's miter saw. GONE.
If this keeps up, soon we too will be GONE.
What has happened to my neighborhood?
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Glad you're safe. Was this Monday? I need more details.
The NOPD officer that comes to the neighborhood meetings says the first line of defense is a dog. Maybe El needs an early birthday present...a little dog with a big bark.
Yikes! That is scary. And demoralizing.
Holy Moly!
Unbelievable!! I'm so happy everyone is okay, physically at least. Really, really unsettling.
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