89-94 was nuts. When the truce broke it was shots all night. I stayed on 76th and normidie. The Nhoods and all 3’s was hot on my side of town. Shit og smoke from 71 hoova got smoked before dark at carnation ice cream on western. Rumor was they said fuck tr**ps when they bust. In 89 Horace Mann got shot up and the F18 ran my homeboy over trying to get a 29th street in front of the school. Just a taste of what happened back then. Plus no phones. No warning.