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Matt Barnes and I passed through the bustling streets and walked into a quiet neighborhood. Townhouses lined the streets with only narrow alleyways between houses. The buildings were three stories tall, the first floor was halfway underground. Steps led down to the front door on the bottom floor, while another set of stairs led up to the second floor. We crossed three blocks when I noticed a street sign. It read Fourth Street NE.
This was the infamous street, the road where everything was happening.
I took a deep breath before I stepped onto Fourth Street. The minutes of safety were over. I was heading to a place where only bad things could happen. And they did.
Matt Barnes and I strolled down the street as if we had nothing better to do than enjoy a cool night in a DC neighborhood.
I struggled to be cool, but too much was going on, and fear had ransacked my mind, overturning all my sense of security and calm.