Jay Coleman sits upright in his leather office chair.

A woman with blonde hair and wearing a sweatshirt approaches his desk. They talk briefly, and he reaches out and rings a silver bell. Several others in the room whoop and clap. The woman looks around, confused.

“It was just expired,” she says. 

Coleman, a local prosecutor, rings the bell whenever someone obtains their driver’s license and has their citation dismissed.

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