narraitve

     It looks like a normal day in the amazing city of Chihuahua, Chihuahua, Mexico.  The people that mess up and give the good Mexicans a bad name are the cops.  They are busting ether a drug house or a gun storage facility for the cartel's orations. They just lost everything there family there life their pride and their honor. When they get out of jail they're either going to go back and keep working for el cartel or die because the cartel would not trust them anymore. The nice peaceful place I love and I used to love being there is now like this everyday. Busts like this are made everyday and it's not what the Mexican culture is about.  I miss the days that you could walk down the streets and not be worried about getting jumped or killed, when you could say hi to everybody, when a little kid would be protected by everybody in the little town, where everybody know everybody.  :"(