The meth heads change their migration habits, start congregating in different spots. The cops spyn the traffic, pick up kids with warrants, pick them for information.
The families can't respond, the cartels and politicians having stripped families of common sense. Their becomes one choice, camptown, like war refugees. The hood is left with the tattooed kids, the Lord of the Flies gang. The landlords drive them out of hiding places as mom heads to camptown.
Start with the Calizuela politicians, if they want to be PC about the cartels, vote them gone in self defense. They are likely already bribed. It is a militia war, in slow motion across Calizuela poor neighborhoods.
Hispanic kids, not dumb, just stuck in cartel land. The state has money to house them during skills training, but the meth heads follow them.
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