da mystery of chessboxin

damien redid the crook from last night again tonight, but in a line, starting out on this chess table.  boy's got ups.

we got pointlessly kicked out of the plaza for a while--the cops told us it was dumb and that we could come back in half an hour.  so we skated across the street at this ledge spot.  after a while, another cop car shows up, and pulls onto the sidewalk and heads toward us, looking at us, and we get ready to be kicked out.  but then the cop, not looking at where he's driving, almost runs over a guy on a bicycle.  he sees at the last second, swerves, bashes his chassis on the curb.  i guess he was embarrassed, because he just left, and didn't come back.