It’s hard to imagine now, because things have swung so much the other way, but heading east toward the ocean, I breezed through a red light toking on a joint with a beer between my legs. As smoke billowed out the window, the policeman who pulled me over gaped briefly with a mixture of concern and surprise before admonishing me to “be careful”! Another time a girlfriend and I were flagged over as we weaved down Dixie Highway in the wee hours of the morning and were only given a warning after we assured the officer we were able to drive home safely. I doubt there are many places in the United
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