A police officer stands on a corner in Grand Bourg, watching the traffic go by. As he stands there, I wonder: is he on duty, or is he just waiting to cross the street?
I soon get my answer. As a motorcycle zooms by, he points to the driver and yells, “Put a helmet on!”
It reminds me of a referee giving a penalty in a football game, except this game doesn’t stop. Traffic keeps moving—including the motorcycle—and the officer steps back onto the sidewalk.
Looks like my work here is done, he says to himself.
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