The Watcher's Archive
The folding chair had one leg shorter than the others, so Ray had wedged a bottle cap under it and called it even. It was July in Youngstown and the heat was the kind that made the air itself feel heavy, like breathing through a wet towel.Ray sat on the corner of Maple and Sixth, where the abandoned gas station met the sidewalk that led to the closed-down Youngstown Sheet and Tube parking lot....
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