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I couch-surfed a few times in my twenties. I remember one day when I had to leave an apartment because my roommate had family coming into town and that I was so tired from a night job that I just went and slept in the woods all day...crazy times. And I ate at many a soup kitchen and utilized many a food bank service in those days.
A couple of Saturday nights ago I was approached by a guy and a girl and their dog. They were wearing camping backpacks and I gave them each a cigarette when they asked. I asked about the packs and they were just telling me about their two campsites with shantys and tents when a patrol car swooped in.
I was detained from leaving the scene for almost thirty harrowing minutes, longer than one might expect it would take, and this drew the attention of curious onlookers. The policeman knew the guy by name. At one point about halfway through, another police vehicle pulled up and two detectives, a male and a female, got out. Although I was free to go in the end, I think they may have went to jail because the guy was noticeably drunk in public and his breath reeked of alcohol. I just left when the officer told me to, so I don't know what happened to them.
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