March 11, 2017
I was standing on the sidewalk and I saw a man in the street with his hands over his head. He was facing another man who had a gun. I didn't know how long they had been standing there. I stepped off the curb and stood next to the man with his hands up. I raised my hands too. We did not look at each other. I faced the man with the gun but he was hard to see because the sun was coming up over the hill.
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