Scenes from the coast: Police station steps

It’s one of those police stations in a coastal town that was spruced up in the 1980s.

All sharp angles and too much tinted glass. The once bright colours bleached by summer sun. Cut off pediments and shards worn by time and salt air. Steep concrete steps lead up to the front glass sliding doors.

A white police car pulls up to the nature strip and two police officers step out. One opens the back door and plucks out some young fuckwit from the back seat.

Walks him up the steps towards the front sliding doors, holding his elbow so he doesn’t lose his balance.

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