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When I was 17 & friend was 16 (1965) we went to Mission Bay, San Diego, Ca. from Van Nuys in his step-father's car.
Two cops were waiting off an alley with a stop sign behind a telephone pole. They saw we were out of towners, under age, car not in our name and threw us in a juv. jail. Parents had to come and get us out. They were quite upset and made us pay all gas and food expences.
Damn police. However, I learned to stay out of jail, if possible.
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