When I imagine what that would feel like if, every time I left my house, there was a chance a police officer would run my license plate, see a warrant for unpaid debt, seize my body they way the did in DC and then take me to a jail cell, I feel a little sick.
Quan imagine com seria sentir que cada volta que isca de casa, és possible que un oficial comprovara la meua matrícula, i en veure un deute judicial, m'enxampara com van fer a DC, i em clavaren a la cel·la, em pose malalt.