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Back in my college days I got a parking ticket.  Uncle Harold was a city detective in the town,Columbia, where I was going to school.  Not having much money, I thought maybe Uncle Harold could fix it for me.  I went to his office at the police station and explained my situation. Uncle Harold said that since I had come to the police station for the first time that I should take a tour.  He showed me the first floor offices then took me down stairs to where the jail cells were.  While I was looking at the inside of a jail cell I heard the cell door slam.  I turned around and Uncle Harold was gone.  After some time passed, Uncle Harold returned, opened the cell door, looked at me and said.  "Pay the fine".