On that freezing night with Joanna, we asked a policeman in his car if it was alright if we took a photo of me in front of his car. He said “no” so I decided to try again this time but within my rights and not dependant on the whim of authority figures. A few days later Jen and I stood in front of the police station and quickly realized that cops don’t use the front door, but they did park everywhere. So we set up on the sidewalk and stayed there, forcing passers-by to adjust their path slightly to circumvent us. I think the cord garners respect. Maybe people think I am going to launch into a live news report and what I am holding is a microphone.