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As the shooting ceased, a heavy, dust-choked silence briefly gripped the street before being shattered by cries for help. Neighbors who had been tending to their own lives moments before rushed toward the sound of the carnage. Some arrived with towels and makeshift bandages, attempting to stem the bleeding of victims who had been laid out on the sidewalk. Others stood on their porches in a state of shock, clutching their phones as they relayed the horrific details to emergency dispatchers. The street quickly transformed into a triage center; the bright festive colors of the party were now juxtaposed against the grim reality of emergency medical intervention.
