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I've seen it a hundred times. Some guy jumps off the roof, lands in a crouch and then runs off. A clean getaway because the guys chasing him don't want to risk a twisted ankle. That's the worse, right? A twisted ankle. Fucking movies.
The second I heard the shot, I knew it came from above, either from the rooftop, or an open window high, high up.  The limo had already started to race away from the square and I could see Mrs. Kennedy in her pink dress sprawled halfway onto the trunk of(more)