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    The God of Messy People

    I felt like I was watching a reality TV show unfold right before my very eyes. I found myself¬†glued to the window as a¬†young woman was handcuffed and patted down right on my very street. I live near a busy road and have seen many police stops. But never in my life have I witnessed someone being arrested–until now. It was kind of addicting, watching this woman being hauled off to jail. I felt awful, but I couldn’t pry my eyes away. I have no idea what she’d done, and it really wasn’t any of my business. So why couldn’t I stop watching? Eventually I went on with the rest…