Bellflower

Oh Bellflower.
What a place. It is unlike any other place I have lived, and I don't mean that in a good way. Sure, I had to kick some random PCP head out of my nice house in Belmont Shore, but that was on event in 8ish years. Unusual events like that are much more usual in Bellflower.
The week I moved in the liquor store clerk on the corner (100M or so from my front door) was beaten to death. My gang member neighbors at the time were upset with some individuals they believed to be involved. Another time a man died on the neighbors lawn under mysterious circumstances. I have woken up to people brawling like savages on my lawn. While in my pajamas I have gone out to tell party goes to shut the hell up or bellowed at them to stop tossing their empties on my lawn. I have had strangers park in my front yard. A friend's car in my driveway was burgled.
While not quite as exciting as all that, this morning there was a work truck parked across my driveway and a man asleep in the front seat. An odd choice of stops on any night, but since monday is street sweeping, there was not another car for a block in either direction to interfere with his parking. The Public Safety officer was kind enough to push the truck out of my driveway, but he then split and left the vagrant asleep in front of my house. This would not be the case in any other place I have lived. My wife called the Sheriffs herself and they came out and chased the guy off.
What a place...