My most memorable vacation was when I drove with friends to South Dakota to participate in the DAPL protests. As we were pulling into the town of Mobridge, we saw red and blue lights behind us. The police chased after one friend, Frank. Me and Sammy the woman I was with were stuffed into the back of a police car together. “Let’s make out” said Sammy excitedly. We started kissing each other on the lips.
“No touching!” said one of the cops, but we ignored them.
Things We Forget 
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