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February 25, 2003
I saw a disheveled black man get on the bus. About 6'0", late 30s to mid 40s, Sox hat. I saw him flash a badge at the driver as he walked back. I saw him take a seat by himself and peer out the window through empty eyes. Good thing for him I'm not a drug dealer, or otherwise affiliated with the Chicago underworld. I've have put the man out of business. The bus cruised through districts and neighborhoods and dropped me off a few blocks from HQ. The melted Toblerone I got for free quickly froze in my pocket.