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[58] O C A P TA i n ! M y C A P TA i n ! So i married the daughter of a police captain. it was a lot like marrying into the mob, except not. i’m sure at times his dreams contained little paper targets of me, shadows he kept hidden during holiday dinners—breaking bread next to a man with such a penchant for blatant mischief must’ve been alarming. Background check like a novel. One flagrant violation of order and decency after another. yet, sooner or later, he realized i was just a man. Made from the same clay. And it didn’t matter that i played a loose hand, or that my plans for the future felt more like a rough outline. his daughter was pleased. i’d paid every fine. ...

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