Ever since he was a little kid he dreamed of being a police man. He would watch police cars with such a devotion and dream of all the villains he would catch and murders he would solve. Now the young boys look up to him with his tough attitude and a baton in his belt. But inside he is just sick of it all. He is sick of yelling and sick of telling. Sick of being in charge of useless people. Sick of his wife cheating on him because he never is around.
He is just always at work. Doing things he is sick of.
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