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kind of like what we called a blanket party back when I went to boarding school. When someone did something selfish and stupid that got the whole dorm in trouble, a vigilantly group would sneak in his room, hold the blanket down and get in a few cheap shots to express their disapproval of his behavior.
Word on the river was that this guy had been asked repeatedly - at least 4 confirmed times - to not park in the spaces reserved for the hunters and fisherfolk. He kept it up. By parking there he jeopardizes everyone's access to the river.
The Green River Mafia acted to protect access with a slap on the wrist - or tire. You make the moral judgment call - but one asshole can breed enough ill-will to keep us off the river.
peace- Luka Brazzi
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