Still thinking sometimes about that time back in 2014 when I talked to cops who came knocking on my door. Kid was just over a year old at the time. I think about how I should have acted and what I should have said and how lucky I was that they left peacefully.
And how lucky I was that it was in Sweden, I was white, Swedish-looking, Swedish-sounding and calm.
Some people had been speaking loudly and aggressively on the street outside our street-level flat at an inconvenient hour and someone had called it in.