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For those who start, for those wondering about how they are or how they were. For those who simply are curious to know. Here's a story that will try to explain it, contains many real life experiences of colleagues, but whose resemblance to reality is purely coincidental. It is also true and we must keep in mind that times change and men live as long as they live and that this was in the early nineties.

(HUMBERTO)

DIALOGUE WITH THE CAYMAN

When the young man practices came to the district of Madrid lost , put him in his first day on patrol with a "veteran" of two months of actual age.

In that cycle, morning, noon and night, driven both by vocation and their young and restless spirits, spent 32 filiated and many other fees, those long tireless patrolled by putting the ramshackle streets BX one hundred and fifty miles more, and left with the Pirulos made almost all calls to attending. This young man did not practice on that occasion, but he learned his first arrest, he told the veteran, who was patrolling between 9:00 and 10:00 am strongly by commercial streets when it is open and when they can be docked. It was generally felt comfortable with that mate although in a quarrel they had none a home recently.

When they finished and left the night service, the old guard on room operator, approached them and threw the bronze

- Os you thought that you are here to go to all local citizens and their cars and I'm here just to give you pleasure or what? "Another caimanorro" - thought-and went to sleep no more.

Returning to the next turn of fortune was not smiling at practices: companion had given him an alligator.

- Do you want to work today as the other day with so "new"? "I asked this giant of fifties, with a voice that made the room shake and whose echo is spread through the corridors of Police.

"Yes, I have wanted ... we get paid for that right?

- Then sit there until you pass! "He told veterans while the rest of the group, including the shift manager, he laughed Grace. Which he, of course, it did him no whit.

In the vehicle a few minutes later, asked again: do you know the first thing to do in the morning?

"I suppose to patrol the stores to avoid believing robos. replied as holder of an immutable truth.

"No, that's something you have said that 'fucking new' has just hatched, but that is not the first thing is to have breakfast. For if 'the guard' skip breakfast do not perform well.

After breakfast, around 9:30 am, that bearded lion's fierce gaze, without saying oste or moste, he led the district boundaries that were outside the city, where the landscape of the shops, buildings and asphalt was changed in rapid transition, on the outskirts of the slums and the trails where it's all over for citizens but starts the underworld to the police and criminals. He said a car parked next to another and said, "that is stolen." Indeed it was. He regained his first stolen vehicle this morning. He explained ironic tone that the 'woolly' are not morning people and steal cars that are abandoned at night, at dawn, in places like that, which would take too long to be discovered because the police "new" is engaged stroll through the streets leaving this to the old guards. In the early morning, "he said pointing: Find cars stolen.

Then after you finish doing the paperwork at the police station, gave him a couple of laps for his industry and at one point said that "it was okay to kilometers" and led him to "make efforts" that the young man rang "shirking fierce." He stopped the car and walked several Banks, some of which had seized account and where to make payments. Others simply spent talking with employees, everyone seemed to know and appreciate the visit, apart from platitudes he talked about several subjects who had tried to collect on bad checks and a couple of South Americans that they felt "sunshades.

The young practices did not like the zeta been stopped, it seemed that the circular was not missing something in the big city, what he was going at full speed, believed by many sites to patrol the Once, by chance, there would be good services. In his naivety thought it was not infantry, but cavalry.

The veteran went to him and was with the boy and if it does not exist: stop the car and went down to talk to the flower, with the grocer and the butcher, and put to talk to them about football or whatever, without look for him. At the end of each conversation always warned of a 'bird' that had been lurking, and the boy always seemed an excuse to save the fact that I was wasting time. His aversion to the spirit of the man was holding in his secret struggle, a struggle that reaches deep to a certain serenity that feels stupid, and security between epic and proud to who has it.

Then, as if to tease and not content with this, the vehicle stopped to talk with the gardeners, sweepers and all municipal workers, who was on the road.

- it's uncle, laborer, does nothing to talk to all God! She thought.

One of these, a sweeper, handed him a wallet that someone had lost. They made a minute.

When they were the 13.00, I asked: What did you learn today?

"Well ... as it is not theory and practice of conversation.

- hell no, no! We planted to collect tomorrow! These people are your eyes when you're gone. I have seen up close and not from a vehicle, we know by name and not your number. Warn you of something one day and, meanwhile, put you up to date with everything that moves and shakes around here. From the zeta not see you, so also think that you care about them. Little things that are collected then you can serve. Hala págate a reed, Noob. And the young man paid his first round, and cane juice.

way out, when they came over, the room, a friend of this, they were approached and said:

"You're teaching well and glad! A plate a recovered, not like the other day, go CANTAMAÑANAS: you passed up to the plate of a camouflaged vehicle.

The next day, the evening service , the veteran was followed by the young man falling unfriendly practices. As I passed some guys who were sitting on a bench, took courage and asked him if he went affiliates.

- For What and Why!

- What do you for? to see if they are in search and catch some bad.

"In this District who are in search and will catch the secret. I do not identify anyone but I have a reason, and going down the street without having bad paint or not. Here those who seek to look good, because here is very woolly white glove. You can not go around asking for 'Carnese' like asking snuff. Another thing is that they had been smoking dope or drinking Mahou beer, but is not the case. Poor intervention almost always causes problems. An intervention that is not done, almost never-sentenced.

The afternoon went by, then, without affiliates. Stopping at a tavern to talk about another thing, in some battles, and some bad that the bartender had seen skulking, whereas a long took a beer and the other, invariably, a Biosol Multifruits. The station (which coordinates) got the youngest of his ill thoughts toward the health of your partner. Went to a fight at a residence. The cries of the debate were heard from the portal. They knocked on the door and just open the thirtysomething marriage remained as silent to see the look of the veteran, who looked more like coming to kill both of you to mediate a conflict.

"Good afternoon or bad, depends right? He said with an authoritative voice that I had, fixing his fierce eyes on both.

- Damn what a way to enter them! He thought the young man when the hostile environment could still be cut with a knife, but also saw that what they had cut the scandal, and rennet.

went inside the apartment and told her to speak. She told her version and when it came his turn, the veteran asked, what's that smell is coffee?

"Yes, you want a cup?

"Yes, thanks. At this time I would kill for a good coffee. Ande bring me one if you please, woman.

The lady, a little shocked, and while it was in his absence, the husband, who was a little meapilas, told them his story. Just the opposite of that of his relative, of course. For when he returned the lady with the cup, the veteran and was convinced that kind of what was best, and that should make peace and get on with life, because for four days was a ... coffee was taken while the couple of prudes that was completed to reconcile. When you walked out the door, turned and said

"In a couple of days to see you back here. If no problems you do me a coffee, and if any ... as well. And he was leaving so much peace as anger had to go.

Young practices hallucinated colors, still did not understand how that bearded laborer without knowledge of psychology, without formation and with almost no vocabulary had done with the situation, but I loved the way he handles the situation very different from the one in which there was none. Outside, back in the car, he said,

"Remember, when a fight or a brawl between the parties ever, with the excuse it is, but keep them separate, so you will be easy to talk and assert yourself.

veteran when he got together with others as he talked about the old days of fellowship, 24 × 24, constituencies and flags (the twelve and eleven), Radio Patrol Guard and Inspections, and corporals and sergeants, as he only spoke of vocation, of the five shifts, Bases and Units and Brigades, and the ODAC and the SAC, officers and deputy inspectors. There were two worlds and two generations separated by a high wall of mutual incomprehension.

the third day, the night he became very long with that villager with whom barely had things to talk about and with which it was clear, did not speak the same language or connection was possible. The veteran led him to several places where there was "lonely women who smoke." He chatted with them and they with him, without any modesty, as if their two professions belonged to the same social sphere and marginal. It was an idea, promiscuously mixing waste with some people who tormented him as much as reaching the contract, service, their "services." But nothing came of it. Again told in the end to justify such parla, in a nocturnal bird of bad omen that were planned by the shadows of those streets, from time to time. The young, one of the youngest and the prettiest among those self-employed women love winked when they left. He thought of returning the nod but did not dare. He felt, however, something weird, something that began to change inside.

"Son, have you looked at the dark Oh, if I were your age and thirty kilos less! If you want respect you talk to them, but do not mix work with pleasure. Affiliated to it as silly, almost never goes well.

In a bar that must be really thirsty to see the need to enter, the veteran took the rookie and took the usual. There, amid much character and so smoky late-night floating in the air, it appeared the department head. The student stood stiff as a candle. But he noted, with relief that this man did not come to account but to chat a bit. Above is talking to the veteran as if it were two former comrades. He asked for a straw, drank it, and when he was leaving, he reminded them that they were awaiting a couple of cars that had occurred in flight, we were not doing a "landing" and a couple that had been stolen .

"Well," thought the young excited, finally some action.

But no, to Ecuador that night, when it became the buzz and the activity decreased gradually to be silent, and the station was quiet, the veteran stopped the car in a secluded place, where reigned the shadows of the night and went to sleep.

The young man began to think of all that was desired by that time: to be uploaded to a zeta finally, in his vocation, which had struggled in the opposition I studied in classes of Avila, all suffered to leave the Academy. And now he was one of those moments, as feared by him as announced by all, and saw and felt ridiculous. To think he thought of another veteran, "the new" in its spirit and animosity ... and I miss him.

The station broke their silence and the interior monologue of the young. It was producing a landing on a downtown street, close to its point. Alligator awoke, he started and left humming. They arrived in time to stop one of the two individuals who were near the broken window of a clothing store: The young man believed to be living in a movie. It was his first arrest. He noticed that the old, however, acted as if it were normal, life, something that seemed to be so used, giving a description and status of the buddy who was on foot of the place: when they arrested three streets away.

rays of sunlight filtering through the cracks in the window of the Inspection of the Guard announced that the day came and ended, finally, service.

Then there would be other days of service and more prisoners and more colleagues . And the young man knew practices, long after that day that this veteran bearded laborer was a police officer twice decorated with the white because he had been wounded in an attack and had had many clashes with armed robbers banks in the seventies, when I was young, although he said that it had been an idiot and unconscious, that he spent all his free time watching, as a slave, a young son who had leukemia in the hospital. Why, sometimes, had lack of sleep. By then I did not like him as unfriendly, by which time he began to understand many things that did not, as it is possible to transpose if you have reason to stay, although not say pride, and to understand that, free from prejudices, as many would change in later their thinking. Since then accept the winks that I would offer the chance to take the pulse of the city and hear what they said its people. For then you could say he started to admire him and that he was giving off some of the ingenuity that brought affixed to the sides of the small travel bag with which began the journey of his life. And gradually, over the years, took his impassive armor where they had been sliding all the lessons that had been teaching, and other alligators that would follow.

Where are not they see? "There are not those alligators?

(HUMBERTO)
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