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I have walked in this neighborhood. It is mere blocks from the LDS meetinghouse in the city of Toulouse, a city I remember with some fondness. I worked hard there, and found among the difficulty a lot of good people doing good things.

So to see something like this happening in a city I love kills me. Of course, seeing this kind of thing happen in a city I have no connection with whatsoever is also nasty above all that is nasty. Here’s to catching the slimeball that’s doing this. And here’s to the French justice system and the French sense of justice which, despite the stereotypes, is nothing to be sneezed at.