
On my way home from the stolen bike incident, I ran into my new rich friend--the Welder. He felt bad for me. He told me that I can remedy mistakes because I'm not too old. He told me to become a Police Officer. I will consider it.
Everyday is a cloudy day in the life of a disenchanted lawyer. Email tips to Angel at angelthelawyer(at)gmail(dot)com or Hardknocks at hardknockslaw(at)gmail(dot)com
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