From the smallest room in New York City comes a show that gives you a reason to live.

Hey, Jimmy Blackman. Hey, Jimmy.

Hey, what's going on? Five merciless Bronx gangbangers. We're convicted of First

Degree murder Friday for butchering an innocent 15-year-old.

In a gory explosion of misdirected vengeance. A buggy D, a jury deliberated for just eight

hours over two days before convicting

the killer. Quintet of Trinitarios. Quarter Trinette, killer quintet of Trinotios for first-degree

murder, second-degree murder, conspiracy and gang assault. In a courtroom, ringed with more than

three dozen court officers. So I guess they have to cover that pretty heavy.

But I'm glad they all got convicted.

First-degree murder is something you don't hear much about in New York City, Jimmy.

I haven't had first degree in a long time.

I wonder why that is.

Is it harder to prove intent?

Yes, absolutely.

If you go for first degree and you don't get a guilty plea. They're out. You can't go, oh, let's go for second degree next time.

They don't do that.

In this case, they were also charged with second degree murder as well,

so they got convicted about how much they must be coming away.

They must be really going away for a long time when they do get sentenced.

They were just now found guilty.

So they all face life without parole for dragging the terrified teen from a bronx bodega

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