Once I finished reading The Fall by Camus, I went to Rock Creek Park for a run.I came home and got a large Domino's pizza for 8.72
Later, my roommate was in the process of telling me that I race with a loser's attitude when he pointed out the cops on our street. A man was sitting on the ground beside his car and eight cops were milling about the block. I could hear some chitter chatter coming from farther down the street.
So naturally I went outside. My car was parked behind the suspect's car. It turns out there was some damage to my front bumper and a small mark on his back bumper. He said he didn't hit me - but I assumed he had. The cops - who had detained him following a nightclub altercation - said it looked dubious, or at least inconclusive. Eventually they released the man, but before he drove away his mother and aunts all told me that I wouldn't have said nothing if the other man wasn't black. It's racial bullshit they screeched as they drove out of sight.
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