small new england town. fifty cops outside. motorcycles. cars. why? ’cause, it’s

small new england town. fifty cops outside. motorcycles. cars. why?

’cause, it’s a small town: catholic church next door. funeral. of course.

i’ve been in eastern europe so long that i just assume a collection of cops means someone worthy of getting killed either has been killed, or someone more worthy of getting killed is being protected from the inevitable consequence of being worthy of getting killed.