It wasn’t easy to get into his father’s part of town. The Houston cops had always been mean, tough cops, the kind of cops that had teeth like Dobermans, and heavy weather had not made them kinder. The Houston cops were kind to people like him, when people-like-him looked like people-like-him; but when people-like-him looked the way that he looked now, the Houston cops in 2031 were the kind of cops who collared diseased vagrants off the street and did terrible secret things to them far out in the bayous.