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Written by Shadow
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Sunday, 07 March 2010 11:17 |
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"Quote" Hayward Calif. — It wasn't uncommon for people to talk loud late at night in the C Street apartment where Jennifer Johnson lived 10 years ago. It was kind of a hangout spot, a party place. They were young, having fun, and it was somewhere that a "close little clique" of friends was welcome to come and chill. So Johnson, now 30, was slumbering through whatever was going on until 2 a.m. March 7, 2000, when her roommate, Damon Marquez, poked his head into her bedroom and woke her up, an odd look in his eyes. Oakland Tribune
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