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... the most surreal moments of my life.
I was still half-covered in pink paint—dried in streaks, crusted along my collar and sleeves like some deranged abstract art piece. My coat reeked of synthetic pigment and adrenaline. And beside me sat the girl I’d just tackled into a sidewalk. Calm. Arms crossed. Not cuffed—yet. She was technically arrested, but I had nothing on me. I didn’t have a police cruiser nor did I have handcuffs with me. Despite this she didn’t try anything. Likely because s ...
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