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One of those places, jogging waters. Including where? Yeah? It was at the flat. Oh, you're down. Where's the man with the gun? Where? We are in the left of the room at the 21st Precincts, the nerve center.

A call is coming through. You will follow the action taken for two into that call from this minute until the final report is returning the 124 rooms at the 24th precinct. All right, I'll send you off just right over there.

Now worry about that. I'll send you the ambulance to you. We'll go play that side and go to where it is, okay? Yeah, 21st precinct is just lined on a map of the city of New York. Most of the 173,000 people waiting 10 to the 910 for the square mile between 6th Avenue and East River. Would you know what you

that they live go work in the twenty-first. Whether they know it or not, the security of their homes, they're cooking down their property is the job of the men of the twenty-first pretend. The twenty-first, one hundred and sixty patrol, Monday eleven sergeant from four lie tenors, that were on the bar.

My name is Timmelly, plant Timmelly. I'm captain in command of the twenty-first. I was working my night tour. At 12.15 AM on post number nine, which covers three square blocks between first and York Avenue, a Coleman Jones-Joseph Conan, lying into the station house as soon as he reached his post.

Then, as is required, he began on first Avenue the job of trying the front door of every business establishment. He got a plug, we're there, or at the treble. Some guys have stopped, I don't know, some guys.