Last night was the first time I ever took part in a police line-up. It worked like this: the suspected suspect was taken into custody yesterday afternoon-- I had pointed him out from six different pictures. So they took that guy and added four other somewhat similar looking guys to make sure I knew what the guy looked like. It wasn't difficult; the guy had enough unique characteristics that it'd be hard to mistake somebody else for him. That's what I thought, anyways, until a guy walked by Stella a few minutes ago. This new guy had all the same features (from a distance, that is... and my poor eye sight must be taken into account) but was less... bum-like-- that is to say that he was more clean-cut. More tidy, I guess. His hair was better groomed and he had an earring (as I described to police on the night of the incident). I'm tempted to call the detective and inform him but I think it'd be better if I keep a good eye out tonight and tomorrow to possibly confirm my suspicions.
Like this time one week ago, I feel fucked. Last week I had a 5 page paper due in two days. Now I have a ten page paper due in two days. What's worse is that I can barely use any of my 5 page paper because the topic isn't narrow enough. I'm sick of reading and comparing the two Mayor Daleys and I've barely even started!
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