Yes folks, it’s really been nine years. Really. There’s nothing more to add at this point. It’s all been said, and lied about, and set straight, and lied about again so many times it’s a bit of a mutt’s game to go over it all once more.
When all is said and done, Jorge Tortoza is still dead. And Juan Querales, too. And seventeen others. And their killers still walk the streets. That’s all.
Nine years is a long time. Some of the people who will vote for the first time in next year’s presidential election will have been seven years old when the shots rang out down Avenida Baralt. Amazing. My biggest concern when I was seven was determining how Baron Ashura peed.
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