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I'm off tonight. I asked for the day in August.
I predict this will be the last year
my oldest will want to go Trick-or Treating.
I don't want to miss it.
I've been looking for the B-Brothers since late August. Both are hot with PV dope wants.
Ted-B has disappeared twice into the blocks as I turned to stop him.
He wasn't so lucky tonight.
I spotted him on the corner of 12th and Asylum Avenue. I snuck up behind him on foot and snagged him before he could see me.
Now, I need to find Ned.
Tomorrow, one traffic case is set over. The other is a go.
Parked in the South Village, watching a problem house,
I saw an eight year old and his mother waving, wanting
to approach my prowler.
I smiled and exited the car.
The woman walked up and said, "My son likes the police.
He made you hot cider. Is it okay if he gives it to you?"
Yes. Yes, it is. Thank you.
I chatted him up for ten minutes
until I was disptached to my next call.
Tomorrow's court is a plea.
I can sleep and hit the gym.
Beach Boy responded to a man cutting on himself with a knife.
While en route, the dispatcher updated the call and said,
"The man has the knife next to him - unknown what type.
Beach Boy replied, "I'll assume it's sharp."
I had two civil trials
scheduled for today.
Both were eviction hearings
One is a go. The second
settled out of court.
Tonight, I surrendered
to the season and switched
to long sleeves.
Congratulations to my brother.
He is the deputy of the year in his jurisdiction.
Nice job.