Three billboards in Albuquerque, New Mexico

It doesn't seem to make much sense. Why rent billboards about a decade-old serial killer case? Yes, the murders of 11 women whose bodies were later found buried on the West Mesa continue to haunt Albuquerque. But how would putting up billboards now help anything? The truth is, they likely won't inspire a new witness... Continue Reading →

The victory of three serial rapists

On the surface, the three most recent serial rapists added to the Bad Guy List have few similarities. One is a white man in his 60s with salt-and-pepper hair. One is a tall African-American man in his 40s. And one is short, fat African-American man in 20s. Yet they do have several key things in... Continue Reading →

Things that are not okay

I’m standing on a street corner, asking a group of 20-somethings if they’ve seen a woman from San Felipe Pueblo. Her family is worried. They haven’t heard from her in two months and last week a cousin saw her in a pink-hued drug house in the War Zone. Her grandmother had called Street Safe, asking... Continue Reading →

A Trafficker’s Prey: Part One

The sex trafficker watching me thinks he is being stealthy. He is standing behind a pole outside the casino we’ve both just left. He’s wearing the typical casino-sex-trafficker outfit — expensive tennis shoes, crisp colored jeans, iron-neat T-shirt, sweatshirt over his shoulders, and a ball cap with no insignia. My day had started with a presentation... Continue Reading →

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