I arrived at the police station at about 8:35am, was told to go upstairs and wait for Investigator H, and duly met him at about 8:40am. He is a pleasant man about my height, white and maybe thirty-five to forty-five years old. (I am terrible at judging people's ages
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It sounds like the police station is still where it was back in the dark ages. I had to go in there once to make a report when some punk kids grabbed my purse while I was walking downtown after school. I remember it as bare and dingy, yet oddly not an uncomfortable place to be.
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