This parking lot brings back nostalgic memories of the crack cocaine epidemic of 1990. In 1990, this was my workplace, behind the Old Governor's Mansion on I St. in Sacramento. The many drug dealers in nearby motels enjoyed the convenient parking lot lighting and sold their wares here after hours. Teenage hoodlum lookouts watched the area during the day. It made me nervous. So, I started lingering after work, spying on the sales, and calling the cops whenever the action was hot. The drug dealers didn't know what hit them. Eventually, after several sets of arrests, they associated bad luck with the parking lot and pushed on.
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