Barely Letting Go
The sandwich from the vending machine tasted like ham that had been thinking about being cheese. Danny Kowalski ate it standing up at the pump island, watching the trucks roll past on the interstate like a river that had no interest in where it was going. It was a Tuesday. Tuesdays were the same as Mondays and Thursdays. The difference between days was something that happened in offices, not at...
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