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By Jack Joseph Smith

168 a O'Dandy is looking acroos the foreheads of cops, and staring at papers ready to be forced in faces unsure; O'Dandy's face looked so strange, He was a man who had taken his time and waited, It had seemed like seconds, maybe it was an hours But when you know where you are going, and have to bylild carefully on the ways without any real Imowledge of the outcomes it is difficult, He wanted the cord to be-tied so tightly, that he who had strung its would have total control of its vibrationg. There was certainly a bit of humor in the dry airs Who could possibly;. even if they be a cops.fad their memory away from what they always wanted to dog Flip the totally unmeanful coin to those representing it, and then walk away to the bars in laughters I wonder how many cops would like to be put away? For where they appear to walks it's the next to the hardest way outs Where am I again? I guess I am hereg.I refused a moment ago to let it spin agains. Dandy spoke on that delicate line, that is as harsh as the twine pealings Lutentant, I would like those girls arrested, They were soliciting on the streets of Moung, Lebanong'.I will sign anything, They are noting,. but whorss Ye can not permit this kind of conducts. that freely sudices the young minds of our community. He lifted his finger, and pointed at the two girls, who were now shivering in mental remorse’. They are slyts and prostitutes, that must be shown their guilt before a court of just laws’ It is in your handsg.The power is igvested in you, Are youy.or are you noty.our procectors? I'm not going to put up with with this kind of damagey, that ; makes man weep at the side of garbare cans, Yésy. that is what they were doing,, and they Imow very wells Catch a man in a bad state of mind,.and then run him around your pussy, Right girls,. I want them arrested right now. Nervioys girls standing ,,p and moving in front of each others definately not sure

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The lieutenant finally loses patience, throws them all out, releases Murphy from the cage, and sends the three men laughing back into the empty street with a bottle already in hand.

Institutional authority folds here not because justice is served but because the men have become too irritating to process. Their release feels less like escape than proof that the whole encounter was another exhausted stalemate.


Claude

O'Dandy performs the reverse-arrest: demanding the lieutenant arrest the two girls as prostitutes soliciting on the streets of Mount Lebanon — a Mount-Lebanon-power-move deliberately calibrated to humiliate the cops into letting Murphy walk.