Chapter 19
South Los Angeles. South Central. Rampart. Gangland. In this area of Los Angeles, this notorious area, there were physical boundaries, natural boundaries like freeways, causeways, rivers, and train tracks. Any map would show you those. But not the invisible boundaries. Not those. If you were a member of the wrong g**g or criminal organization, a lost pedestrian, an interloper, any of the above, not knowing the invisible barriers could easily cost you your life. If you didn’t have the right answer when asked where you were from, you died. The homeboys held it down tight.
Used to be colors. In the 1970s. Red or blue, wearing those colors, did not mean you were patriotic. Flags, signature indicators for the Crips or Bloods. Things had changed. Expanded, evolved, splintered, grow
