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Homeless heroin addict on a crime spree broke into a car and stole some things. He got caught in the act, 911 was called, bad
guy fled. I got called right away and I was hot on his trail. I started looking around the area, wondering where a piece of shit of
rat criminal would be hiding. I was driving around, looking under porches and decks. Found him crouched under a porch, with
his recently stolen loot spread out in front of him. He didn’t see me until I had walked right up to him. “Come out here, asshole,”
I said to him. He crawled out and I helped him by grabbing onto his collar and yarding him out. He was so malnourished and
underweight I wound up pulling him out much harder and further than I expected. I booked him into the jail and when he got
a little squirrelly with the corrections officers in the intake area, one of the guards slammed him up against the wall really hard.
Later, the guard sheepishly admitted he had not meant to be that aggressive with the prisoner. “The guy is actually pretty
scrawny, I didn’t realize he was such a lightweight..” I smiled back at him. “I know right? I didn’t expect that either!”

Me interviewing a very, very drunk young man. He’s so drunk he’s getting strapped down onto an ambulance. He notices my
mini notebook cover which had I had just found at the dollar store; it was one of those 3D refractive covers that happened to
show kittens on a psychedelic background. Drunk man got highly agitated seeing it. The other police officer present is quite
amused. As the aid crew is strapping down the drunk guy on the gurney I flash the notebook cover a couple more times him;
each time he freaks out a little bit more and starts flailing and yelling again. Aid crew was not amused.

Car crash scene. Old lady at fault insisted it was the other driver’s fault. A helpful citizen then showed me the video recording
his dash cam had caught of the incident; he had been a couple cars away in traffic, had a great view, and I was quite pleased
when the old lady saw the recording and then (had to) shut up about how it hadn’t been her own fault.