Jack Nicholson

Date: 8/10/2023

I’m jack nickelson in NYC. I decide to write a story about my day. Im also a cop. I’ve ticketed a man/woman for some minor offense. Their shoes are a key piece of evidence. The defense attorney is Josh Allen. He says I’ll have to establish that the shoes belonged to his client. He won’t stipulate that the shoes are his client’s (even though he handed me the shoes). The bench trial is later that day. I decide to float around the city for the day until the trial. I can’t float as well as I used to and I sort of hover about 8 feet above the ground. I float/walk through downtown. Obama is giving a speech later in the day. I float down to Brooklyn. I then grab the top of a train and let it pull me back to Manhattan. I float between two buildings and listen to two cooks shooting the shit. I go through the police station parking lot to a balcony to watch Obama ride by in a procession. He sees me and waves. I wrote down the story of my day. I decide to dismiss the case against the guy with the ticket. I float down to the courthouse and wait in a long line to see the judge and dismiss the case. The case is dismissed and the man charged is very grateful. I walk back to Brooklyn and go to a clothing store. The store initially is without any employees, but a woman walks in and says she had to run a quick errand, but now she’s back to watch the store. I realize they’re closing soon. I leave and start to float back home to Kansas City. I realize it’s going to be a long trip.