BrewingFrog
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My Dad grew up in deep South Texas, in San Benito. One of his favorite places to go eat was Arturo's, just over the bridge in Progresso. Some years ago, when it was just getting bad, we went over and dined there with several old friends of his. People in their 80s. We were the only ones in the place. The owner explained that the Cartels had had a shootout not too long before (month or so), and business dropped off to nothing. Progresso itself was nearly empty, with a Mexican Army APC sitting on the road facing the Bridge with a gunner manning the Ma Deuce on top.
As we left, some of the old folks were crying.
As we left, some of the old folks were crying.
