SPH Experiences: Strip Searched
By PubliclyShamed_41. The blaring sirens cut through the afternoon bustle of the downtown square like a knife, and before I knew it, two cop cars screeched to a halt right in front of me. I was just grabbing a coffee from the street vendor, minding my own business after a long shift at the office, when rough hands yanked me back by the collar. “Freeze, Ramirez!” a woman’s voice barked, sharp and commanding. Ramirez? Who the hell was
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