...though really it was only a rubber mallet lying in the road. So I suppose it could more properly be referred to as the Neglected Rubber Mallet of Justice.
Shortly after that I encountered a large pig. The pig ignored me.
Speculation on a connection between these two events is left as an exercise for the reader. Still, it's amazing what you run into on the streets of Milwaukie, Oregon in the wee hours.
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