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I can't say I have done too many good things but I always remember this one. WE were about 16 my bud, Juan and I were walking home one summer night from screwing around and notice fire coming out from under this house. We banged on the door to try to get the owner's attention. He brought his kids and wife out after a few then called 911. We thought it would be cool to stick around and see the firemen use the big water to put out the fire. By now the flame were started to really burn into the house from underneath. The cops came and started to ask us questions. One cop pulled me away and started asking if I, or we set the fire. I said no, but he kept insisting that we did and tell the truth. Bastard kept repeating the same questions asking different ways for maybe 5 minutes. It sure seem like much longer than that at 16. I was actually scared.
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