Language Barrier

One afternoon I found a Mexican, through my peephole, trying to key into my apartment, I opened the door and I was able, with my presence, through some gesturing, and much back and forth grinning, to impart to him that he was at the right door but on the wrong floor. Legally, I probably could have shot and killed him and been cleared citing self-defense or Stand-Your-Ground laws.

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