more thing.
I want 60 officers in full dress uniform at this girl’s house tomorrow morning, 7:00 a.m. sharp. Silence on the other end. 60, sir? 60. I want them lined up from the sidewalk to her front door. I want her to open that door and know that what she did mattered, that someone saw it, even if she didn’t think anyone was watching.
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