Face turned, mouth ajar, I witnessed the police officer reacting with rage, with hatred. He intentionally raised his arm, letting fear stir in the eyes of his victim. This moment hangs solemnly in my memory. As after an orgasm, the one action perfectly matches the qualities of a sensation, that it is obvious one can hope for nothing more in the way of a long-suppressed thought.
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