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I have a friend that used to live on Milan (that's with a long "i" in that part of town) and he tells a story of when he saw a cop chasing someone through his backyard, both hurdling the fences from one yard to the next.
He also has stories about how the kids across the street would steal things out of his garage (bicycle, lawn mower). Even though he could see the kids with the stolen items out his front window, he thought it best not to confront them. He just tried to remember to always keep his garage door closed and locked.
He moved.
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