Rock Bottom, a police story
You are here: Home » Rock Bottom, a police story Nico (left) and Christopher playing footsies on the couch. All kids do this, right? My brothers and sister and I sure did. (December 6, 2016) December 8, 2016 When was it when he knew that he had hit rock bottom? Was it the cold steel of the handcuffs pressing against his wrist? Or it may have been the unforgiving firmness of the double-strand handcuff metal that rubbed against his wrist bone that caused his dangling hands to stiffen. I just arrested this guy. He had crack cocaine. Until this point, this lily-white guy's only crime was wearing a Polo collar shirt, Khaki cargo shorts, and white sneakers. But in his defense, his style wasn't different from any other white guys in 2000. While patrolling the streets, I saw him walking away from a known drug house. They call drugs dope for a reason because this dope thought he was the only one who knew where to score cocaine at 2 in the morning. The only thing that stood...