Love Letter to Mancuso's Motorcycle
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (South West - Texas) North American (US South)Transcript
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Patrolman Mancuso enjoyed riding the motorcycle up ST Charles Avenue at the precinct. He had borrowed a large and loud one that was all chromium and baby blue at the touch of a switch, it could become a pinball machine of flashing winking blinking red and white lights. The siren, A cacophony of 12 crazed bobcats was enough to make suspicious characters within a half mile radius, defecate in panic and rush for cover. Patrolman Mancuso is love for the motorcycle was platonically intense. The forces of evil generated by the hideous and apparently impossible to uncover underground of suspicious characters, seemed remote to him. In this afternoon, though, the ancient oaks of ST Charles Avenue arched over the avenue like a canopy shielding him from the mild winter sun that splashed and sparkled on the chrome of the motorcycle.