"Where's my pet monkey Mimi?" squeaked an elderly woman wrapped in a bright myself kimono. "Someone's stolen my wallet, and I can't buy myself a train ticket home," moaned a lanky teenager. "My man's drunk again and beating me!" screamed a woman over the telephone. [Help!] Hayaku!
[Make it quick!]" For the two officers stationed at the Ochanomizu police box in the heart of Tokyo, the complaints were typical. Within 15 minutes they had soothed the be reft woman with a promise to be on the lookout for her pet (it was found), lent...
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