We stood barefoot in the driveway, hearts still pounding as the tow chains clattered uselessly back into place. The operators’ tone shifted the moment they saw the federal exemption sticker, and the power Lindsey thought she held evaporated in seconds. Her face drained of color as they explained, in front of us both, that local rules simply didn’t apply. She wasn’t enforcing order; she was overstepping.
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