What We Talk About When We Talk About the Stars
I. Sam was sitting at the bar. He had been there for two hours. The TV was on in the corner, showing a football game with the sound turned down. Nobody was watching it. He was forty-four. He drove a forklift at a warehouse that used to employ three hundred people. Now it employed forty. The rest had moved away or disappeared. You knew what happened to people who disappeared in a town like this....
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