This is how it happened. I'm drinking wine and watching a lecture by the former mayor of Bogata, Enrique Peñalosa. Suddenly someone a street or two away wants someone really, really dead. Blast, blast, blast, blast, blast, blast—and suddenly silence. Five minutes later, the sirens. 20 minutes later...

The scene of the crime this morning: Amazingly no shattered windows anywhere, no shells on the street, no blood. It's like nothing happened.

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