On a bitter November day in Washington, D.C., when everything felt metallic - when the sky was gray and the wind stung and the dry leaves were making death-rattle sounds in the alleys - Thirteen-year-old Arthur Owens picked up a brick from the corner of a crumbling building and threw it at an old man's head.

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