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An American in Acapulco: Dodging Raindrops and Bullets John R. Lyman
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ISBN: 9780692557525
After living in Acapulco for years, one morning in 2011 I got a phone call from someone, a drug cartel gang member perhaps, threatening to behead me if I didn't pay a ransom. Multiple murders and beheadings were happening regularly in town. Recently, a good friend of mine had been chased down the main strip, his body riddled with bullets as the violent confrontation came to an end, all within earshot of my apartment nearby. These things were all too real. In 2002 I moved to Acapulco, Mexico, a tropical beach town long past its prime, but still a kind of paradise. Corrupt cops educated me on the rules of the road, and I learned how to get things done by greasing palms with increasing q ...
An American in Acapulco: Dodging Raindrops and Bullets John Lyman
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Size: 6" x 9"
Binding: Perfect Bound
After living in Acapulco for years, one morning in 2011 I got a phone call from someone, a drug cartel gang member perhaps, threatening to behead me if I didn't pay a ransom. Multiple murders and beheadings were happening regularly in town. Recently, a good friend of mine had been chased down the main strip, his body riddled with bullets as the violent confrontation came to an end, all within earshot of my apartment nearby. These things were all too real. In 2002 I moved to Acapulco, Mexico, a tropical beach town long past its prime, but still a kind of paradise. Corrupt cops educated me on the rules of the road, and I learned how to get things done by greasing palms with increasing q ...
Un Gringo en Peligro en Acapulco John Lyman
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Después de vivir en Acapulco durante años, una mañana de 2011 recibí una llamada telefónica de alguien, tal vez un pandillero de un cártel de la droga, amenazándome con decapitarme si no pagaba un rescate. Múltiples asesinatos y decapitaciones ocurrían regularmente en la ciudad. Recientemente, un buen amigo mío había sido perseguido por la calle principal, su cuerpo acribillado a balazos cuando la violenta confrontación llegó a su fin, todo al alcance de la oreja de mi apartamento cercano. Estas cosas eran demasiado reales. En 2002 me mudé a Acapulco, México, un pueblo de playa tropical mucho más allá de su mejor momento, pero que sigue siendo una especie de paraíso. Los policías corrupt ...