When I rang the doorbell outside the police department on the second floor of Borough Hall to file a fraud report, a middle aged woman eventually emerged to say that the police were all busy with an emergency and that I had to come back later. 

Five minutes later, my mom chat group exploded. They reported that cops were frisking students and searching lockers at our high school, after a phone call reported a threat. In the end, there were no guns or shooters, but the school and community were traumatized for the afternoon.

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