“Get me out of here!” yelled Mig at the top of his lungs.

     He had been yelling so long and so loud that he was starting to get hoarse.

     “Quiet down,” a cop yelled back just as loud.

     “You can’t keep me in here!”

     “You are an illegal alien!”

     “I have papers!”

     “Yeah, forged papers!”

     “I need to see someone!”

     “Unless that person can come here, forget it!”

     “I get a phone call!”

     “Sorry, pal, not happening!...

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