City Paper is not for tourists
Arraignment court—-in C10 of D.C. Superior Court—-is starting to feel a little predictable. A man gets called. Sometimes he’s in shackles. Sometimes not. He steps forward. He places his hands behind his back. The man is read his charges (drugs, stolen auto, fugitive warrant). He is then told to stay away from somewhere in the District.
It’s almost 5 p.m. Arraignment court doesn’t end until every man gets their stay-away order.
At 4:45 p.m., a man steps up to the judge. He is told to stay away from Alberto’s Pizza on P Street NW in Dupont Circle.
Like a football field, the man says.
Next up: Docket No. 19. Ricky from South Carolina. He is wanted by South Carolina. But while enjoying whatever the District has to offer last night, he got picked up on a domestic violence charge. He is ordered to stay away from the woman. 100 yards.
“Do you know what the length of 100 yards is?” the judge asks.
“The length of a football field,” the man says.
At 4:49 p.m., a man stands before the judge facing down a stolen auto charge. He’s ordered to stay away from 19th and D Streets NE. Plus he’s given a curfew. He has to be home from 9 p.m. to 7 a.m.