The guy dancing on the hood of your car...
How COPS chills me out.
Catharsis Is Different For Everyone
No shirt, no shoes. Middle of the night in the hot summer Atlanta air. A half naked man dances triumphantly on the hood of his mother’s 1983 Lincoln. There are police all around trying to talk him down from the car. Most of them are smiling. They’ve had dealings with him before.
And there’s me, watching from my couch, f…
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