My senior year and the summer after, I spent a lot of time at my friend Davids house. I was there after his brother died, I was there when his mom was sick. It was practically my second home. Years later, when chatting up a police officer in town, he jokingly mentioned that he ran my plates dozens of times before he finally started remembering my
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And yeah, I've been that loser with the bureaucratic law-breaking. More than once. And in this city which at that time had a rather shocking murder rate, I was an utterly non-threatening 23 year-old girl with no record other than what comes from failing to do paperwork things when I should, pulled over on the side of the road with seriously five cop cars around me because hey, let's spend as much time on this as possible so that we don't have to risk our butts catching any of the many, many thugs and drug-dealers out there. :\
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The group on tv said they were mostly concerened about how long a persons information would be kept on file and who would have access to it. Like someone is judging them on how many tines they go to Walmart or McDonald's.
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