Recently a loved one of mine had to visit the emergency room. All is well now but, across from my loved one, lay a dude cuffed to a stretcher under the watchful eye of a police officer (actually, his eye wasn't all that watchful, he was on his phone but his captive wasn't making any attempt to escape).
Anyway, it made me realize how lucky my life is -- ERs and cops aren't part of my regular existence, nor have I ever been arrested or held prisoner (in public no less).
But hey, it's NYC!
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