I’ve been arrested more times as a photojournalist trying to live a law-abiding life than I was as a criminal. The first time the cops took my press credential, one of them ripped it off my chest and ran away, like a purse-snatching thief. It was at a Yankees home game. Boston vs. New York. A fight between a Sox fan and a Yankees fan broke out in the stands a few rows away from me. Instant classic. I lifted up my camera and took a few pictures. As I was taking pictures, uniformed NYPD officers—moonlighting as private security guards for...
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