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	<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/</link>
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		<title>by: Larry</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-11742</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 22:44:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Nomi &#38; Sherry,

Sorry it's taken me so long to respond.

Nomi, I did not make it to class that day. I was too wrung out from the experience. The book was "The Red Pony" by Steinbeck.

Sherry, thank you for kind words. I'm glad you thought the story was well told. It was a significant experience in my life.

Larry</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nomi &amp; Sherry,</p>
<p>Sorry it&#8217;s taken me so long to respond.</p>
<p>Nomi, I did not make it to class that day. I was too wrung out from the experience. The book was &#8220;The Red Pony&#8221; by Steinbeck.</p>
<p>Sherry, thank you for kind words. I&#8217;m glad you thought the story was well told. It was a significant experience in my life.</p>
<p>Larry
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		<title>by: Sherry</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-9441</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Apr 2007 02:01:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>I enjoyed this story.  I kept expecting things to turn all rosy and sunny, but that wouldn't be reality, would it?  You told the story with just the right amount of detail to keep your reader moving along to the end.  Nice work.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I enjoyed this story.  I kept expecting things to turn all rosy and sunny, but that wouldn&#8217;t be reality, would it?  You told the story with just the right amount of detail to keep your reader moving along to the end.  Nice work.
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		<title>by: Nomi</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-8581</link>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Apr 2007 17:01:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Larry,

Great story!  

Did you make it to class that day?

What book was it?

-Nomi</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Larry,</p>
<p>Great story!  </p>
<p>Did you make it to class that day?</p>
<p>What book was it?</p>
<p>-Nomi
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		<title>by: Larry</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6592</link>
		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Mar 2007 01:30:01 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Mihran,

Very funny! Did I ever read the book... No, I was too busy being booked and fingerprinted. Besides, I still didn't *have* the book, and with the associations it had from that experience, I wasn't particularly drawn to it.

Thanks for reading the story. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Larry</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mihran,</p>
<p>Very funny! Did I ever read the book&#8230; No, I was too busy being booked and fingerprinted. Besides, I still didn&#8217;t *have* the book, and with the associations it had from that experience, I wasn&#8217;t particularly drawn to it.</p>
<p>Thanks for reading the story. I&#8217;m glad you enjoyed it.</p>
<p>Larry
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		<title>by: Mihran</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6303</link>
		<pubDate>Wed, 28 Mar 2007 01:49:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6303</guid>
					<description>And the moral of the story is – learn how to run faster than the security guard at the bookstore!  Wonderful story Larry!  Did you ever read the book?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>And the moral of the story is – learn how to run faster than the security guard at the bookstore!  Wonderful story Larry!  Did you ever read the book?
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		<title>by: Larry</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6201</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 15:05:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6201</guid>
					<description>Jeff,

You're a braver -- or crazier -- man than I was! But I'm sure it was a fascinating experience. You ought to write about, someday -- perhaps even for Common Ties.

Larry</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Jeff,</p>
<p>You&#8217;re a braver &#8212; or crazier &#8212; man than I was! But I&#8217;m sure it was a fascinating experience. You ought to write about, someday &#8212; perhaps even for Common Ties.</p>
<p>Larry
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		<title>by: Jay Weber</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6161</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 11:38:19 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6161</guid>
					<description>Nice essay.  I to was delighted buy the connection between the police hq and parent house.  I am also aware how much the story is about compassion. The compassion of the guy who made the bust, contrasted with the lack of compassion on the part of the fingerprinter...and others, his friend Tony, Judge Duffy, his dad, and even the cigar chewing court clerk.  

I also appreciate to commmentary of the readers.  How articulate they are!

jw</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nice essay.  I to was delighted buy the connection between the police hq and parent house.  I am also aware how much the story is about compassion. The compassion of the guy who made the bust, contrasted with the lack of compassion on the part of the fingerprinter&#8230;and others, his friend Tony, Judge Duffy, his dad, and even the cigar chewing court clerk.  </p>
<p>I also appreciate to commmentary of the readers.  How articulate they are!</p>
<p>jw
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		<title>by: Maeve</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6063</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 02:07:06 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>i enjoyed the description of the campus police hq resembling his parent's house.  and the B&#38;W photo is excellent.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>i enjoyed the description of the campus police hq resembling his parent&#8217;s house.  and the B&amp;W photo is excellent.
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		<title>by: Jeff  L.</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6060</link>
		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 01:43:50 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6060</guid>
					<description>Hey Larry -- Great narrative.  

I had a somewhat similar experience -- but took the opposite route.   I was caught going through a stop sign at a crossroad at midnight on New Year's Eve.   I was driving my beat-up '55 Chevy pick-up and I was in Eastern Oregon, which is flat and where you can see for miles in every direction.   I was collecting unemployment after graduating 'with honors' from college, trying to "be" a writer.  Well, there was a motorcycle cop hiding behind a billboard at that desolate intersection, and he popped out lights flashing to give me a ticket under the most amazing sky I'd ever seen.  

I was outraged!  I could see for miles in every direction!  

So I decided to refuse to pay the ticket.   I went to the town court and plead my case, not surprisingly to no avail.   I told the judge I'd rather go to jail than coopoerate with this travesty of justice.  

The judge got seriously serious and said, "Son, it's two days.  I don't want to put you in jail."

But secretly, I wanted to go.  I wanted to see what it was like to be in jail

To this day, the reality of living in a cage, lit 24-hours a day,  with sad, cruel  men remains with me.   Not so much as a deterrent, which I don't need, but as a marker of how bad life can *really* be.   And how loss of freedom erodes the soul.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey Larry &#8212; Great narrative.  </p>
<p>I had a somewhat similar experience &#8212; but took the opposite route.   I was caught going through a stop sign at a crossroad at midnight on New Year&#8217;s Eve.   I was driving my beat-up &#8216;55 Chevy pick-up and I was in Eastern Oregon, which is flat and where you can see for miles in every direction.   I was collecting unemployment after graduating &#8216;with honors&#8217; from college, trying to &#8220;be&#8221; a writer.  Well, there was a motorcycle cop hiding behind a billboard at that desolate intersection, and he popped out lights flashing to give me a ticket under the most amazing sky I&#8217;d ever seen.  </p>
<p>I was outraged!  I could see for miles in every direction!  </p>
<p>So I decided to refuse to pay the ticket.   I went to the town court and plead my case, not surprisingly to no avail.   I told the judge I&#8217;d rather go to jail than coopoerate with this travesty of justice.  </p>
<p>The judge got seriously serious and said, &#8220;Son, it&#8217;s two days.  I don&#8217;t want to put you in jail.&#8221;</p>
<p>But secretly, I wanted to go.  I wanted to see what it was like to be in jail</p>
<p>To this day, the reality of living in a cage, lit 24-hours a day,  with sad, cruel  men remains with me.   Not so much as a deterrent, which I don&#8217;t need, but as a marker of how bad life can *really* be.   And how loss of freedom erodes the soul.
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		<title>by: Laurie J.</title>
		<link>http://www.commonties.com/blog/2007/03/26/the-95-cent-crime/#comment-6033</link>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Mar 2007 23:35:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>Well told, Larry.  Obviously the experience made an impression on you and prevented crime creep.   Who knows, you might have graduated to hard bounds and then where woud you be?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well told, Larry.  Obviously the experience made an impression on you and prevented crime creep.   Who knows, you might have graduated to hard bounds and then where woud you be?
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