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When I was a kid, I teamed with one of my brothers and a few friends and built a treehouse in the backyard. It was about the quality you'd expect from elementary school age boys. The birds decided it was an outhouse. David and Steve, two brothers from down the street, were jealous, because they were not welcome. They decided to attack with rocks from "the junkyard", a vacant l…
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We moved from the area, but last time I saw Steve, he told us he'd escaped from Los Padrinos youth detention camp, but needed to return before his 18th birthday, so he didn't get a permanent record.