The Sultan's go-ahead, modern in some of his views.

The criminals could never predict if a Big Polis would be feeling his collar at any time. The beat Polis knew every nook and cranny on his beat, (he knew every crook and nanny too). No one, but no one, would dare to call a Big Polis, the filth, or similar name in those days.

I tried driving into the city this morning during peak hour and it was so crowded. ― Yeah, you get that.

Howl ye, for the day of the Lord is at hand.