My favorite Vietnamese place wasn’t open and it would take too long to get to the good Mexican joint and so I reluctantly stopped at Taco Bell in a sketchy part of town because I was starving. A cop came in and poked around, asking if anybody in the restaurant had just been shot. Uh, no, but thanks for asking. At least 8 cop cars in addition to the fire trucks and ambulance(s).

Just another beautiful night in South City...