
He didn’t put me to jail. Neither did the Cuban police after I was a little bit large in my mouth, nor the Moroccan police after driving without driver’s license (more than once). And Italian police just shouted if my car was a bus as I was driving in area strictly reserved for buses.
But I have been to many police stations in my life. And once I got a ride home in a police car, my mom was very proud of me.
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