Police Blotter

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The sluices that feed this mammoth disposal plant are kept at high flow by the constant influx of monitored information, furnished through the modern miracle of present day communication.

From a radio car, voice distorted by the mechanical apparatus:

“Amsterdam and Seventy-fourth; smash-and-grab — a jewelry store. We caught one of them trying to get away, some young punk with a gun. There were two more kids with him, split up and run down different alleys. The beat patrolman went after them. Jackson’s checking with the owner on the loss and then we’ll be in. We’ll be bringing Mighty Mouse, here, along with us...”

Or from a call-box:

“Sergeant? This is Michaels here, calling from Box 794. Better send the wagon down here. I got a character handcuffed to the box, here, thinks he’s tough.” There is a certain taut satisfaction in the almost-breathless voice. “Or anyways, he thought he was tough up to a couple of minutes ago. I think I talked him out of it. And drunk? Man — if he was only half as tough as that breath of his...!”

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