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The news says "
The owner of a English Villa self shot and killed a criminal who just prey on your site along with two thieves.
About 19.30 pm yesterday, three Offenders broke into a supermarket located across the street Thomas Clark and Governor Viana, in the district English Village, police said El Pais.
At press time, police officers of Section 13 th confirmed to El Pais that the owner as trade was arrested and will be conducted today at 1 ° Time Court by the criminal judge, Juan Carlos Fernández Lechini. He must now determine whether the dealer acted in self-defense by shooting the boy in the trade. "El País digital

The difference between (this) and many other similar reports, is that for a long time, there in that place, I bought my wine and I bought my bread. The boy teenager assaulted him and died, can you chased in the courtyard of the School of Algarrobo Street, the heart of English Villa worker and fighter, do not get that where tubs and brothers are expected to each other, where no cars come to expect their children and where they may or may not, life is tough for kids, parents and teachers. Would have this big boy, now grown up prep for life and death, 8 or 9, when the roots of the trees trembled with fright under the threat that they would shake. Sergio able to dream then walked cribs imminent in his life. I tell them I grew up in the English Village family of 3 children. All men. Satisfied clients of the public school and all other remaining educational levels. Any of them, show it with pride, applied without problems for the citizen of the year in any year. Any of them has drawn thousand and one problems that life brings and all build their lives and their families in peace and order. All, like I do, know and fulfill our duty as citizens. Ie we behave well. I think they've gone through my mind millions of words poured from that big mouth enormous power from his speeches profetizantes and messianic, and say nothing has changed. Nothing has changed other than I have now fixed and mobile phone and sold many etceteras that I bought. Everything else, there in the vast marble, which has been settled for so little celestial etcetera, or the blank stare that left the huge mastodon looks lonely arms or horns Batlle as they prefer, now gone to watch the moon hotel above the head white doves dung our nomadic Artigas , all I hear and hear, all the prophecies seem true, just they seem, are not built to perform, is truly to believe, Soper to become heretics with the result we all know. megacifras Today I find that hard cash pesos, my brain can not imagine, go to the police, yes, that same. We've declared war. And as any state in war, hired warriors. 3,200 of them speaking. And we will give a lot of cars and weapons and radios, clothing and travel courses and seminars here and there. And we'll send out there to scare her clothes and her beautiful black berets commands. And perhaps now the helicopter dream come in times of wind chill. Also because we are at war, we are left without teachers. 300 of them have sent to other fronts called commissions, and we called up the old and suffered teachers, retired with three dollars and a quarter ; to leave their telenovelas, grandchildren, their embroidery and their courses do not know what things cute and extravagant, and address the freezing classrooms and playgrounds of the hundreds of helpless carob and monitor schools raids future of thousands of boys are men, which will require many other Sergio to kill them. That's my trouble today. Gullible naive anxiety. Because I thought that coming time of peace and teachers arrived and wartime militias. Because I thought at times of high chalk and blackboard and times bring high winds jails and machetes. Sergio. that good as a loaf, sold me a good price bread and wine in the good hands of good judges in this country is, all my solidarity that I have not anything better to give.

The news says

I can not imagine the serious and Sergio worker with a gun hand. not your grandmother, or their brothers, when good harvests in hours and give you a hand.

Today one is dead and another prisoner. For one end of those dilemmas. For the other perhaps just beginning.

When raised, my exorbitant salary stood at $ 400 and coins, my partner conjugal her teacher, $ 100 and vintenes. Of course we had no car or anything like that, or landline, adsl or cable tv or any, thank god cell phones did not yet exist, we sold a few useless things then, why we just could not afford them.

been many years since the military dictatorship which must be fought not so many that if so she had been defeated, that fight is to risk being hurt, most I know was out completely from that danger, some prisoners and throwing shots to the government, others free is not well known where or making other in order to place the body and other customers CUTCSA perpetual, with the Jesus in the mouth, trying not to seem common. Hope to see down this dictatorship took my best efforts and years. Then came this from now, 6 years ago, 10% of my life, came in and smell the air of imperial triumph, accompanied by cheers and hope of millions, was told the trumpets progress. The mother of all progress. The first situation, the dictatorship of father and mother very unfortunately, we were told and I think, important and beautiful consumed my life: about 20% of the whole. This now, progressivism, has already occupied, I believe in waste, a high percentage of profitable existential power of the life of my children, 3 fortunes in this Uruguay donated free of charge.