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So I called a group of cops **** idiots...
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Well I went in yesterday to find out that the Officers assigned to the Grandstand Concert area have been told not to question anyone carrying an ALL ACCESS pass and the officers involved in our little incident have been reassigned.
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So I called a group of cops **** idiots...
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Well I went in yesterday to find out that the Officers assigned to the Grandstand Concert area have been told not to question anyone carrying an ALL ACCESS pass and the officers involved in our little incident have been reassigned.

Leith fought the law....and the Leith won.  SF cops will definitely not **** with you this weekend.  



Sidenote:  I really like the cops in Oakland, there are way too many criminals for them to **** with anyone who doesn\'t deserve it.  

I got to wake up to a takedown at 1:45am this morning.  Cops pointing guns at a thug after a police chase that ended outside my window.  Pretty cool.  3rd night of action outside this week.  Sunday night there was a brush fire from an errant cigarette butt, Tuesday was a fugutive hunt complete with helicopter....can\'t wait for tonight!!
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So I called a group of cops **** idiots...
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You do live in Sketchville.
Worrying is like praying for something you don't want.