Gangs choose a color.
It is their color.
No one else can wear that color without attracting unpleasant gang activity.
Sylvia has chosen lime green as her color.
She sees lime green coming towards her – no straw hat, no Freda Kahlo bag, no big clunky jewelry, no Cocktail Combat Sandals, no augmented breasts and male.
It is not going to be pretty. Juan will soon learn not to wear lime green.
It is war