Winter on the Rust Belt
Winter on the Rust Belt I. The gas station was still there. That was the first thing Casey noticed. It stood on the edge of town like a relic, fluorescent lights humming overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow on the cracked concrete and the two pumps that still worked and the third pump that did not but nobody had taken the time to remove. Nick was behind the counter, wiping something that was...
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