THE BLACK BLOCK
Travis McCullough found it on a Tuesday, which was unfortunate because Tuesdays were the worst days for finding things. They were not Mondays, when everything was still possible, and they were not Fridays, when nothing mattered anymore. Tuesdays were in between—days when the world made demands of you without offering anything in return. He was digging in what used to be a cotton field, before...
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