The kid ran right by me and ended up in a vintage clothing store that was closing up. The cops didn't have much trouble finding him, since the locals were willing to point out where the pursuee went. His reason for running was as much a mystery to the cops as it was to me. "Why did you run?" they asked him, but got no answer. He must have just seen them and bolted with whatever was on his guilty conscience.
I'm not sure this was even the best shot I took of them, but I like the way there's a crescent of light on the cop's face on the left. The damage on the bottom is from the developer. Why they ended up cutting it so close I have no idea. I'll chalk it up to "art."
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