"Do you miss it?" I pointed over toward where the part-time police force was huddled, seemingly mapping out a strategy for the great outflow of traffic that would soon be coming from the area where the fireworks were held.
"No." He looked over towards them as we made the turn. "I don't even recognize any of those guys."
"Well, it's been years." I returned. I actually still can't believe he's been with the NYPD for years now.
"Yeah." We made the turn and he pulled into a spot. "I'm sure they won't have any gun collars tonight."
"I'm sure."
Monday, June 27, 2011
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