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It was a September afternoon and Matt Drudge was in a hurry. Perhaps he
was chasing down a hot lead. Maybe he had to meet a GOP source in an
underground parking garage. Either way, he didn't see the red light on
Park Avenue. Before Matt knew it, the NYPD flatfoot had flagged him down
and slapped him with this ticket for violating the traffic law. Sure, Matt
was pedaling a Raleigh bicycle at the time, but at least Matt's ride was
black, just like his mood that day. But did Matt bother to
pay the fine? Hell, no! And you know what? The New York City authorities
know better than to pursue this trivial little matter against Mr. Drudge,
the baddest man on the Internet.
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