The coffee sat on the corner of Fulton and Warren like an offering...

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The coffee sat on the corner of Fulton and Warren like an offering at some forgotten altar.

Maria didn't believe in guardians. She believed in rent due on the first, in overtime at the restaurant, in the way her knuckles ached from scrubbing other people's dishes. She believed in the thing that had taken her husband's job and left her with nothing but a shift that ran from six to midnight and an eight-year-old boy who asked too many questions about why they couldn't afford the things...

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