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11/22/11(Tue)13:27 No. 391645 Two
officers swung their batons at one end of our line, hitting the young
lady and and a young man. The other two officers started pushing us into
a tight circle. I was shoved backward by my face, and I instinctively
broke my hold in the line to put a hand on my stomach. We were
all forced into a tight bunch with the officers pushing and swinging
their batons. I was hit with pepper spray on the back of my head, while
others were hit point blank in the face. I tried to squeeze my way out, I
was getting pushed around too much. I made it outside of the
bunch, but another officer was circling - and with my hands cradling my
stomach - he slammed his baton into me. Pain shot through my hands, and I
doubled over screaming. Then he landed the second more painful blow on
my unprotected stomach. Everything sort of went hazy, and I could hear the blood rushing in my head. When
I was able to focus I realized I was on the ground. I had wet myself,
and an officer was upset that I had gotten his shoe wet. His baton hit
my shoulder and then my wrist as I tried to protect myself. The
large crowd had gotten unruly, and it became a godsend. The three
remaining officers left us alone. Everyone looked terrible with
beet-red, swollen faces. Everything was loud and garbled. It all seemed
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