I walk by this corner several times per day, without pausing to think about what happened there. From my vantage point in peaceful Nicaragua today, it is hard to believe that it was once the site of murders. If it weren't for the mural, I would have never known about it at all. I guess thinking back on the crises of the past forces me to recognize the fragility of the future, not specifically of Nicaragua, but in general. After all, I suppose that's part of the point of the mural, to remind us to work to ensure a safe, happy future because nothing is guaranteed.
Lastly, to end on a happy note, here is a photo of the basketball courts in action. There are some pretty good ballers from time to time, and during the night, a lot of skateboarders come in and work on tricks.