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M.B.D. – Episode 7

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Freddie was on his way back to the car to meet up with Tom when someone called out “Hey you!”

Freddie looked around. It was the police officer that looked over the apartment. The landlady was next to him. “Who, me?”

“Yeah, you. Come here a minute.”

Freddie walked over to the officer. “Good morning officer. Is there something I can help you with?”

“Let me see some I.D.”

Freddie got his driver’s license out of his wallet and passed it over to the officer. “What is this about?”

The officer looked at the license. “Mr. Han, is it? Yeah, we just had a call that some weirdo was climbing all over the building. You know anything about it?”

“Yes, that was me.”

The officer was momentarily confused by the admission. “You? And what do you think you were doing climbing on the building?”

“Practice. It is part of my morning workout.”

“Your morning workout?”

“Yes. I practice parkour.”

‘What is that, some weird type of yoga?”

“No, it is trying to get from place to place as quickly as possible. We try to see how we can get around and over obstacles as quickly as possible. You have probably seen it on the Internet. There are videos all over the place.”

“Oh, yeah. I’ve seen some of those. The guys leaping on walls and across roofs and stuff.”

“Yes, that’s it.”

The landlady seemed quite put out. “Well, go do your stupid stuff somewhere else. You are going to damage my buildings. Or fall and break your neck. I don’t need the insurance hassles. If you come back here I’ll have you arrested!”

The look on her face indicated she’d rather do nastier things to him than have him arrested.

“Look, she’s got a point. I’m going to give you a warning this time. Stay on the ground and run around. Better yet, go to a park or out in the woods. Some place not on private property.” The officer handed back Freddie’s license.

“Thank you, Officer. I’ll be sure to do that.”

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