The Last Tuesday
Bill Harris ran a gas station in a town that nobody drove through anymore. The town was called something. It had a sign at the highway entrance, but the sign was faded and half of the letters had fallen off, and Bill couldn't remember what the town was called anymore. It didn't matter. Nobody came. The highway had been rerouted twenty years ago, and since then, the town had been dying slowly,...
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