Vanity. Ares

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Magistrates to finish a hearing that involved a
young black boy. When the black boy’s hearing
finished, he came out into the hallway and was
upset; shaking his head. Then Connor did as he
would do usually, when confiding to me
something he deemed inappropriate: he looked
around and spoke in a whisper so the police
officers that were escorting me and talking
amongst themselves, probably about doughnuts
would not hear. “I need to actually talk to you,” he
said, before asking the Police officers if he could
speak to me in a room alone before that particular
hearing. One of the Police Officers, an Asian one
with buck teeth, then escorted me to a little room,
where Connor and I sat. “I need to ask you
something that is again, Lawyer client
confidential, you did not hear it from me,” started
Connor whilst taking a seat. “Basically something
has come up, in the media, as usual and it has
been speculated that you in fact did something
dubious.” I just sat and listened and my Lawyer
then told me that apparently my sanity was in
question as a newspaper ran a story alleging that I
had done the hokey pokey after stabbing Myra,
and I had no knowledge of doing any such thing.
“That’s a stupid question, anyway what about this
hearing,” I said, trying to focus on what was at
hand. “Ares, I need to know!" he said. "Did you in
fact do the hokey pokey and turnaround?” “No! I
did not do the hokey fuckin' pokey!” But, after
this I remember one Officer actually nicknaming
me hokey pokey. But from that point Connor kept
asking if it were true, and I told him that it wasn't.
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