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    Baltimore: Killer Hill
    Baltimore: Killer Hill
    Baltimore: Killer Hill
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    Baltimore: Killer Hill

    By Sunni Ringgold

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    Killer Hill was originally written in memory of the slain individuals of Baltimore City. The author's agenda was to shine a purpose on victims for family sake. The narrator is telling tales of killer hill through the eyes of one of the main characters, Zee, in nonchronological order. However, a time line has been drawn by death and murders.

    The Hill depicts the simple things of the hood culture that may end your life and how easy it becomes to extinguish one's light. In one of the ignorant city in America, lets stroll up to Killer Hill and observe the simplicity of the hood mentality. Take this journey on the Hill where something as minute as a look or cigarette can get you killed. Hence the simple understanding of a unit that spawns a city into crisis.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherNewman Springs Publishing, Inc.
    Release dateJan 18, 2023
    ISBN9781684984466
    Baltimore: Killer Hill

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      Baltimore - Sunni Ringgold

      PROLOGUE

      Clouds of smoke blanketed the air as one rolled over in the den. She pushed and shook him while choking on that little glass rose (small glass smoking tube). Really didn’t want to offend him because crack was all over the den. Her addiction was way more important than waking up this dude.

      Zee-Zee, she said, still inhaling crack, coughing, trying to move away.

      Zee, it’s mad dough out there.

      Say no more. Yo hopped right up rubbing the cold out of his eyes.

      What time is it? he asked.

      Choking, she replied, It’s nine thirty. Gasping, she took another hit.

      That bet not be none of my shit either! An’ why the fuck is you smoking all this coke around me while I’m sleep! Looks like a sauna in this bitch! Gotta hold my breath in here before I catch contact. Where is my stuff at? I’m up out this shack. Hold up. Where the fuck my pills at?

      You know you keep your shit in the bando, Pipe Head said.

      Nah, they the dopes. I had some readdies (crack cocaine) on me! An’ who the fuck is that in the kitchen ’cause he about to get it! An’ you too ’cause you’ve been smoking all night! Zee said.

      Boy! I am not gonna steal shit from you; you always have big ‘do right by me.’ All I gotta do is ask, and you will give it to me, Pipe Head said.

      Zee said, Right! So why the hell I can’t find my shit! An’ who else was in here because somebody ’bout to get it then—he quickly paused—my bad. Here it goes! I forgot I hid it in the cushion after I hit you and Nita last night. No brush to the mouth, straight fireman shit. Soon, as a bother comes out the front door, they are on it! They all in a nigga face ’bout fifty fiends on the chase! One never liked to jump straight out there. So he gives a look around, and nobody’s around. Anyway, stick to the routine…Honey Bun, Pepsi, and a loose one single cigarette for breakfast. Plus, he needs to get the info on what’s happened out here. Yeah! A smile of relief came to Zee’s face. His day 1 comrade, G-dawg, was on the corner with some mophead.

      Wit it do, Pimp? Zee asked.

      Shit, G-dawg replied. Chillin ’bout to hit the bar with little mama.

      How it look out this bitch? Zee asked.

      You see wit it do! Nothing out here but action! So you know what that mean, G-dawg replied.

      Hot dough! Police everywhere, nobody out! Zee said.

      They began to laugh…

      No, Ass! They out this whore deep! An’ I ain’t fucking with you, Zee! G-dawg said.

      Lemme get a cigarette—never mind, I’ma grab one from the store. I need a soda anyway. My mouth is dry, Zee said.

      As he began to walk in the store, Zee ran back out to tell G-dawg…

      Yo, don’t roll out on me! Zee said.

      CHAPTER 1

      Buss ’Em Up! (Eluding Police)

      Fuck, you been at, Yo? Where your little mophead go? Zee asked.

      She was on some other shit. I don’t know where she went, G-dawg said.

      Man, they out this joint like zombies walking on roaches. Wit it do though, Dawg. You trying to hit this action with me? Zee asked.

      You must be gonna hit them ’cause it’s fire out this bitch, G-dawg said.

      Love, you know I fuck with that ‘Hot Dough,’ said Zee.

      G-dawg replied, All right, you go ahead an’ fuck with it then.

      Yo, you got me or not? Zee asked.

      You stay on your jerk shit. Fuck it, let’s get it, G-dawg said.

      Look right, send them all to Mr. Spencer’s old yard, Zee said.

      For what? G-dawg asked.

      I’m not that dumb. I’m not fucking with that block; they on it! We’re gonna send them to the other side. I’ma hit ’em over there. Go ahead and round them up and watch the split for me while I grab them things real quick, Zee said.

      Bet, G-dawg said.

      Now as G-dawg began to round them up, the dickheads were in covert somewhere. The thing was, they were not on G-dawg and Zee. They followed the sheep to the slaughter. Meanwhile, Zee was in the bando fumbling through trash, clothes, and old furniture. This was Jim’s old house, which was directly across Jefferson Street from Mr. Spencer’s.

      Creeping out of the front door of the bando (abandoned house) and skipping across Jefferson Street to Mr. Spencer’s, Zee ran through Spencer’s old house to the backyard where G-dawg had all the fiends at.

      Now back here in this alley on the other side, niggas call it Snake Alley because of its three ways in from Port and three ways in from Montford with a split running through the middle of the three alleys.

      Anyway, as soon as Zee came through the backdoor, action (sale, drug addict) was everywhere. G-dawg had about fifty fiends all roundup in the yard. I mean, it looked like they were giving out Ts (testers, free drugs). Bam! Zee got to it, giving it up! Then Zee saw a fiend walk past the split down in the middle alley.

      A white boy with a red hoodie, at least one thought he was a fiend until Zee waved him on.

      Come on, Yo! Fuck you over there for?

      Then he pulled out that fucking radio!

      Zee’s face dropped. Oh shit…

      Why the fuck didn’t G-dawg call out nothing? Zee wondered in his mind. But fuck all that, only time to react. So Zee got out of there! Pushing and knocking junkies over and all! He hit the alley running toward the block. In Zee’s mind, he questioned himself on why he didn’t just run back through the house. So G-dawg was at the bottom of the alley looking as dumbfounded as Zee while Zee was running toward him.

      Now picture G-dawg’s face: he realized that nigga ain’t know what was going on. Anyway, Zee just remembered jumping on a pile of snow then into the street. And G-dawg was looking at Zee as if they were in a motion movie. If you think about it, there are six ways in Snake Alley: three from each side. Guess they ran down on him and G-dawg from the Montford side. They must’ve followed the flock coming in or going out. Nevertheless, Zee’s feet hit Port Street; before he could get to Jefferson, here they come. Little black Chevy Cavalier, Yo with the red hood was on Zee’s heels! Zee left his ass behind in

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