Standing atop the Kings Cross Hotel rooftop bar sipping a beer, both my friend Daniel and I suddenly noticed down below us a man in a hat start sprinting down the street. Impressed at first by his speed (no Bolt, but getting there...), five seconds later we were flabbergasted when a young woman followed suit. Clearly the not-quite-Bolt sprinter man had stolen her purse.
Oh dear, I thought. We have a chase on our hands.
Gripping the balcony with enthusiasm, Daniel and I--both 100% enraptured--watched as a somewhat overweight policeman started to run after the two of them as well. Sadly, he only lasted about one block before the other two rounded a corner and sprinted out of sight.
Drama drama drama.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
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