< went out with some friends today. We were sitting in a run-down part of town where nobody ever pass by, and we might have been drinking a little bit. Not much. None of us were drunk or anything.
And then a police-car comes driving, right out of the blue, and they stop and harass us and bodysearch the poor chap who was unfortunate enough to sit with the vodka bottle in his lap when they came, and they ask for our names and birthdates and shit. Nobody gave them correct information, but nevertheless.
You'd think that in this city, where drugs are apparently such a huge problem, the police has better things to do than harassing innocent youths that bother nobody. ascontent: Maybe except for the clergyman that lived just across the street of where we sat but yeah.