was parked outside the Quincy Center train station when I got to the station today. That has happened many times before.
There was a male, Transit Police officer with the car. He walked a few paces toward me when I was about to walk past the car. Maybe he hoped that I'd film him and the car so that he could ask me what I was doing, tell me that I couldn't film him or the car, and treat me as if I were crazy.
Copyright L. Kochman, March 20, 2015 @ 11:45 a.m.
