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MAY 19, 1952 10:24 AM

Charles sat at his police desk and smoked a heavy cigarette. He put his feet up on the desk and leaned back in his task chair. The light-gray smoke would fill the office, but not before being blown into the vents by the rotating fan. He looked over his desk as he saw another officer, who looked surprisingly nervous, holding a medium-sized file. He noticed Charles and he walked quickly towards the Chief's office. The officer who passed him was a young one and had much to learn. Charles shrugged it off like this was every day for him and continued to smoke his cigarette.