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I was underage, stumbling home. I guess that's the policy. I had to take off my shoelaces and belt, then fell asleep in my own cell on a metal cot with drainage holes drilled in it. I slept well though. They asked if my friends were going to pick me up and would I like a photo taken, which I wish I had done. Then they gave me a plastic cup of not cold enough milk and let me go at 7am that same morning. There was a $40 fine.
What's wrong with the Charlies? I also like the Stones and U2 but those seem like lazy choices that deserve your guff.
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