Ten dead in two years. Trucks crush, drivers flee, leaders stall. Promises fade while blood stains McGuinness. Call your council member. Demand safer streets before the next siren.

An eight-year-old died under the wheels on Eastern Parkway. Blood on the street, no charges filed. City leaders stall, families mourn. Call your council member. Demand action before another child’s name bleeds into the news.

In Precinct 106, seven dead in a year. Children, elders, neighbors—broken and bleeding on the asphalt. Leaders talk; the street kills. Call your council member. Demand action before your block becomes the next crime scene.

Two dead, seven maimed, a thousand hurt—just in one precinct. Drivers kill. Politicians stall. Every day without action means another neighbor lost. Call your Council Member. Tell them: lower the speed, save a life, do it now.

A man on an e-bike lies in the gutter, skull shattered. Another crash leaves eight hurt. City Hall stays quiet. The blood does not stop. Call your council member. Demand they act before another name is lost.

Three dead, wreckage on Astoria’s streets. Drivers speed, leaders stall. Blood stains the curb while City Hall hides behind talk. Call your council member now—demand enforcement, demand safer streets, before another life is lost and another family mourns.

Fifteen dead in Bay Ridge, crushed by cars and silence. Politicians promise. Drivers speed on. Streets bleed. Call your council member. Demand change before another neighbor vanishes.

Blood stains Lexington Avenue. Seventeen children hurt, three dead since 2022. The police watch, the council talks. Nothing changes. Call your council member. Demand action before another life vanishes in silence. The next victim could be yours.

Ten dead. Hundreds hurt. Children broken. Two more killed in July, and still the city stalls. East 177th bleeds. Call your council member. Call the precinct. The street won’t change itself. Demand action before another life is lost.

Five dead, twenty-five wounded. Blake Avenue bleeds while leaders stall. Pedestrians pay. Drivers speed and walk free. The city has the power to slow the carnage—if you demand it. Don’t let another family wait in silence.

Five dead, twelve broken for life. A man’s body left on Broadway. Drivers vanish. Politicians wait. The blood is fresh, the silence old. Call your council member. Make them answer for the next life lost.

Three dead, five shattered, all in one precinct. SUVs crush bikes. Sedans mow down walkers. City leaders talk, but nothing changes. Call your council member. Demand speed limits, cameras, real enforcement—before another body hits the sidewalk.

Six dead. Thirty-one maimed. A child, a centenarian, a man in the crosswalk—gone. City leaders count bodies, not solutions. Stop the wait. Flood their phones. Demand Eastern Parkway gets fixed before another life is lost.

Fifteen dead, hundreds hurt. Blood stains Hoffman Drive while City Hall keeps quiet. Your call can force action. Demand a 20 mph limit now—before another neighbor is killed.

Four dead. Hundreds wounded. A toddler killed in her mother’s arms. Leaders have power but do nothing. Call your council member. Tell them to lower speeds, stop reckless drivers, and end the silence that lets Lenox run red with blood.

Eleven dead, seventeen broken, thousands hurt in Precinct 69. Cars keep killing. Police and lawmakers stall. The blood dries, the pain stays. Demand speed crackdowns—before you read another name in the obits. Call now. Don’t wait.

Six dead. Sixteen broken. City Hall stays quiet. Blood pools on Harlem streets while leaders stall. Call your council member. Demand safer streets before another neighbor becomes a name on a police report.

Three neighbors are dead. Hundreds wounded. Blood stains West Drive and Flatbush. Precinct 78 stands by. Call your council member. Demand real enforcement—before another mother buries her child. This is not fate. Hold them accountable now.

Seven dead, hundreds hurt. Children and neighbors left broken. Leaders stall while blood stains Bronx streets. Demand real change: call City Hall, call your council member, call the cops—before another family mourns. The next name could be yours.

Five killed. Eleven maimed. Trucks crush cyclists, buses leap curbs, Queens streets run red. Police watch. Politicians stall. Call your council member. Demand action, not excuses. The dead cannot plead. That’s your job now.

Twelve dead in one precinct. A girl killed crossing. An old man left broken. City leaders stall while bodies fall. This blood is on their hands. Call your council member. Demand action before another neighbor dies.

Eleven dead in Precinct 105. Crosswalks, sidewalks—no safe place. Leaders stall as bodies pile up. Call your council member. Make them see the blood. Demand action before another neighbor dies.

Blood stains West 181st. Cyclists and kids fall to reckless drivers while police and politicians look away. The dead don’t get second chances. Demand speed humps, real enforcement, and action—before another family gets the call.

Three dead in a year. Hundreds hurt on York Avenue. Leaders say nothing. Drivers keep killing. Call your council member. Demand action before another life is lost.

Fifteen dead, fifty-four maimed in one Bronx precinct. Hit-and-runs, deadly turns, silence from City Hall. Blood stains the sidewalk while leaders stall. Demand real action—before the next siren is for you.

A stolen car kills two on Canal. City leaders promise action—again—but the blood is still fresh. Call your council member. Tell them: no more empty words, no more deaths. Demand real safety on Canal Street now.

Eight dead in Precinct 45. Blood on the curb, silence at City Hall. Cars keep killing, leaders do nothing. Call your council member. Demand action before another neighbor never comes home.

Eight killed, a thousand hurt—drivers maim and run, while leaders stall. Victims bleed on city streets. The dead can’t call City Hall, but you can. Demand action, not excuses. Hold them accountable before another name is written in blood.

Fifteen dead in two years. Their blood stains Gateway Drive and the silence from City Hall. Call your council member. Tell them: streets are for living, not dying.

Five dead in Queens. Burned, broken, gone. The city has power but chooses delay. Every day without action is another life lost. Call your leaders. Demand they end the slaughter. Don’t wait until the next siren.

Five dead in two years. Children and elders bleed in the crosswalks. SUVs crush bodies; leaders stall. Call City Hall. Demand 20 mph and real enforcement before another family buries a loved one. How many more must die?

Five dead, hundreds hurt. Drivers flee, leaders stall. The bodies pile up. Call your Council Member. Demand speed cameras, demand crackdowns. Don’t wait for another neighbor to die. This is not fate. This is a choice.

Flatbush children land in hospitals while City Hall drags its feet. Trucks kill. Barriers wait in warehouses. Call your council member. Demand hard protections at every deadly corner—before another mother watches her child bleed out on the street.

Four dead. Seven maimed. Precinct 100’s streets chew up the young and old. Cars kill. Leaders stall. Call your council member. Tell them: no more families shattered for a shortcut. Demand streets that let us come home alive.

Four dead in Brooklyn’s 84th Precinct. Over a thousand injured. Drivers speed, leaders stall, bodies fall. Stop begging for safety—demand it. Call your council member and precinct. Make them answer for every broken body on their watch.

Four dead in a year. Pedestrians crushed, drivers walk free. City leaders stall while bodies pile up. The blood on these streets is not an accident—it's a choice. Call your council member. Demand action before another name is added.

One child thrown. One cyclist’s head split. Over a thousand crashes in Harlem, while leaders talk and wait. Call your council member. Tell them: slow the cars—before more blood stains these streets.

Blood stains Bronx streets while leaders stall. Twenty-three dead, dozens maimed, killers at large. Hit-and-run is policy, not fate. Will you call out City Hall, or wait for another name on the list? Demand action—before it’s your block.

A woman is dead. The driver sped off. Children bleed in the street. Cops wait. Politicians stay silent. Call your council member—demand speed crackdowns and justice. Don’t let another night end like this.

Eleven dead, thousands hurt. A Mustang plows through a Bronx crosswalk, a driver flees, a woman dies on the sidewalk. City Hall stalls. Call your council member. Demand 20 mph streets before another family gets the call.

Nine people killed. Children crushed, elders struck down, cyclists thrown to their deaths. Politicians stall. Cops watch. The blood dries, but the danger stays. Call your leaders. Demand action. Don’t let silence write the next obituary.

Nine dead, nineteen broken bodies. Brooklyn streets run red while city leaders wait. The killers drive off. The victims don’t walk again. Call your council member. Make them act before another name joins the list.

In Brooklyn’s 66th Precinct, blood stains the crosswalks and shoes are left behind. Drivers kill, leaders stall. Call your council member. Demand speed limits, real enforcement, and action—before another neighbor dies.

No one died, but hundreds bled. An 11-year-old scarred, a city worker slashed, mothers and children sent to the ER. The city stalls. Call your council member—demand action, not excuses, before another life is marked.

Ten dead, 1,500 hurt on Precinct 41’s streets since 2022. Drivers plow sidewalks, run red, leave blood behind. The cops stall, politicians dither. Call your council member—demand lower speed limits and real enforcement before another neighbor dies.

Four dead, sixteen maimed, a nine-year-old left bleeding on Edgecombe. Cars race on while leaders stall. Call your council member. Tell them: no more blood on our streets. Demand action before another neighbor dies.

Blood stains Second Avenue. Broken bikes, shattered skulls, drivers flee. Leadership stalls while bodies stack up. Call your council member. Demand speed enforcement and safer crossings—before another family gets the knock on their door.

Four dead in one Staten Island precinct. Crushed in crosswalks by SUVs and trucks. The bodies pile up while leaders talk. Call your council member. Demand enforcement. End the slaughter at our corners.

Two men rode scooters down Bronx River Parkway. A drunk driver slammed into them. Both died. Nine dead in this precinct in a year. Demand action—call your leaders. Blood on the parkway is not fate. It’s failure.

Three dead in a year. Speeding, reckless turns, a bus on the sidewalk. Precinct 109 shrugs. City leaders keep quiet. Call your council member. Demand safer streets before sirens and body bags make the case for you.

Two dead, seven broken for life. The same corners, the same excuses. Leaders watch. You bleed. Call your council member. Demand speed enforcement before another name is added to the list. The street is waiting.

A woman dies crossing West 174th. The driver flees. Five dead this year in Precinct 42. The cops have tools but do not use them. Call your leaders. Make them answer for the blood on their watch.

Four dead on Water Street. An 81-year-old lost on Delancey. Hundreds maimed. The machines roll on. City leaders stall. Call your council member. Demand action before the next siren—before another name is scraped from the street.

Seven dead, twelve scarred for life. The crosswalks run red in Precinct 9. Police and politicians stall while bodies pile up. Call them. Demand action. Don’t let another neighbor become a name on the street.

Seven killed, hundreds hurt. Neighbors’ lives ended by speed and silence in Precinct 63. Cops and city leaders wait for bodies, then do nothing. Call them. Demand action. The blood dries, but the danger never leaves.

No one died in Precinct 26 last year, but 154 were hurt—kids and grandparents crushed by cars. Leadership offers words, not action. Call your Council Member. Demand slower streets and real protection. The blood on the street is real.

Three dead. Hundreds hurt. 86th Street is a killing field, and city leaders stay silent. Call your council member. Demand action before another neighbor dies in the crosswalk. This blood is on their hands.

Seven dead, dozens broken, children among them—cars keep killing in Precinct 101. Police and leaders hold the power but do nothing. If you want safe streets, grab the phone. Demand change. No one is safe until the streets are.

Five dead on Harlem streets. Crushed in crosswalks, left in the dark. The city delays. Bodies pile up. Call your council member. Demand speed limits, lights, and enforcement—before another neighbor dies.

Nine dead. Thousands hurt. Cars and trucks keep killing in Precinct 103 while City Hall stays silent. This isn’t fate—it’s failure. Call your council member now. Make them answer for every broken body.

Four dead. Hundreds wounded. Children left broken on Staten Island streets while leaders talk and do nothing. The blood is real. So is your voice. Call your council member. Demand action before another child’s name is added to the list.

Two dead, ten maimed, hundreds hurt—Precinct 50’s streets are rivers of broken bodies. SUVs kill, leaders stall. Call your council member. Demand enforcement, safer streets, and action before another life spills onto the blacktop. Don’t let silence win.

Two men killed in a crosswalk. The city has stalled for a decade. Fourteen dead since 2022. The street stays deadly. Leaders offer words, not action. Call City Hall. Demand streets that do not kill.

She outran Nazis and Chernobyl, but not a Brooklyn crosswalk. A van killed her. No charges. No change. In Precinct 60, kids and elders fall. Call City Hall. Make them act before another story ends in blood.

Six dead. Over 1,200 hurt. Midtown’s streets bleed while City Hall drags its feet. SUVs and trucks kill, politicians stall. Call your council member. Demand action before another life ends at the curb. The blood is on their hands.

Sixteen dead in Precinct 102. Families shattered. The killers: speeding cars, silent leaders. Still no crackdown. Call your council member. Call the cops. Demand action before another life is lost.

Sixteen dead in Precinct 116. Elders, children, mothers, gone—killed by speeding cars. The police stall. City leaders make excuses. Call your council member. Demand crackdowns. Each day you wait, another neighbor dies.

Children bleed on Staten Island streets while leaders wait and watch. Four dead, hundreds hurt. The city knows. The signs stay. The crashes keep coming. Call your council member. Don’t wait for another child to die.

Ten dead. Over two thousand hurt. Precinct 111’s streets are killing fields, while leaders watch in silence. Call your council member, your precinct, your mayor—demand action, or more families will wait for loved ones who never come home.

Thirteen dead. Over two thousand wounded. Politicians stall while people bleed on Northern Boulevard. Call your council member. Tell them: slow the cars, save a life, or answer for the next family shattered.

Three dead in one year, seven maimed. Crosswalks stained, families left waiting. Precinct 20 has the power but does not act. The city drags its feet. Call your leaders now. The next victim could be you.

Three dead in one year. Cyclist, moped rider, pedestrian—all gone. Queens streets stay deadly while leaders stall. Call your council member. Tell them: no more bodies on the asphalt. Demand action before the next name becomes a number.

Twelve dead in Midtown. Sirens fade, families wait. Drivers speed off, leaders look away. Call your council member. Tell them to end the killing, not excuse it. If you stay quiet, blood will stain the crosswalk again.

Two men thrown from scooters, dead on the Bronx River Parkway. Streets bleed, leaders stall. Call your council member—demand speed crackdowns and safer roads before another family gets the call that shatters everything.

Four dead. Hundreds hurt. The police watch. Leaders stall. Children bleed in the crosswalk. Call your council member. Demand action. Stop the killings before another family buries their own.