Last night sal and Karar and I went to club cubana…up high on a hill a converted house is now a expensive night club…one of Sals horde of women is a teaching brazilian dancing there once a week and we are on the guest list..but….we must dance in exchange..I hate samba!!!!! So we got a bit drunk and I danced badly and then we all got on our motorcycles and drove home…..CHECKPOINT!!!! yes a police checkpoint…..Sal was first…we of course drove around them ignoring there pleas to STOP!!! Well its kind of a charade at these extortion stops…they ask for papers, no matter what papers you have its not the right papers…if they ask for the ppc paper and you have it then they want to noc document..they grab the keys and get all nasty like…then the negotiating begins they threaten to take the bike.. then they ask for the fine of 1000 ruppee’s ($22) after endless haggling sal pays 500 …sucker…the standard fee is 100….some people go throught all the hassle of getting every paper you might need but the trick is to put 100 in each pocket and the rest in a hidden pocket and say this is all you have and in a emergencey pull out the other 100…
But if the cops are drunk and in a foul mood then you’re a bit fucked….
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Can you get a picture of these "police" officers?
I missed your samba, Paggi. I can't believe you were there for the Brazilian music because I know you don't even like to listen Bossa nova.
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