The Snake in the Tank
The Snake in the Tank Tom Briggs woke at 6:00 the way he woke every day—without an alarm, without stretching, just opening his eyes and deciding to get up. The sky outside the window of his gas station apartment was the colour of wet concrete. It had been that colour for three days. It would probably be that colour for three more. He made coffee. He drank it black. He sat at the small table...
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