Stories of growing up in Colombia, seeing dead bodies, moving to California and making the dream come true. Well worth a read.
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What's the gnarliest thing you remember from living in Colombia?
Where I grew up, seeing someone getting shot was such a casual thing. Everybody hides, and then they all come out to see the guy who got shot. I was walking home from school one day and someone got shot like eight times. I heard the gunshots and I hid, until it was over and then went to go see. I was little and it was the first dead body I saw up close – but not the last. It looked so gnarly, his head was mangled and he had no shoes. That's why they killed him, to rob his shoes.