As a matter of fact, I have not once in my life been asked for my ID. Oh, ok, sometimes to prove my age at the entrance of a disco or something, but other than that, not even by the policemen who "caught" me giving a book (wrapped in a plastic bag) back to a friend at 12 o'clock at night in a deserted street under a bridge (I must admit, it MIGHT have looked suspicious to them, but I couldn't help laughing).
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