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Coagulated and cold, pictured above, a warm stream of thick-red-blood seems to omit its own beautiful scarlet glow—as it oozes eerily from a head wound and then shines ominously in the police headlights.
There are obviously, located in parts of the beautiful city of Rio De Janeiro, in the country of Brazil, areas that are much more dangerous and notorious than those towns which were once glamorized in wild-western gunfights—such as Dodge City, Kansas, and Tombstone, Arizona.
Places where it doesn't take much, the wrong place, wrong time, or likely the wrong choice, and you become another cadaverous photograph pictured on a local crime blog.
The crimson-life-giving-liquid, shown in these photos, is draining from one of the many gaping bullet-holes in the cranium of yet another teenager gunned down earlier this week.
Seemingly just another rigor-mortis filled corpse lying in field for the crows to eventually dine on, the locals and police have obviously become desensitized by the violence.
Meanwhile, if you keep reading, I'll keep writing, and maybe one-day a human life may be saved.
Who knows?
"I come from down in the valley -- where mister when you're young -- they bring you up to do -- like your daddy done. Me and Mary -- we met in high school when were just seventeen -- we'd ride out of that valley -- and down where the fields were green --we'd go down to the river -- and into the river we'd dive -- oh down to the river we'd ride." ~ Springsteen
Written by @cagestokerblog
Written by @cagestokerblog
