The Baker on Bleeker Street
Maya Rodriguez woke up at 5:45 AM on a Tuesday in October and made coffee in her kitchen. The coffee was bad — instant, from a tin that had been open for too long — but it was hot, and heat was something she could control. She walked to work at 7:00 AM every day. It was cheaper than the subway and faster than the bus, and walking gave her time to think about things she did not want to think...
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