Bare Reality

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Bare Reality

The motel was on Grand Avenue, the kind of place where the parking lot lights buzzed like trapped insects and the sign flickered between VACANCY and VA_CANC in a rhythm that had nothing to do with availability and everything to do with the ballast capacitor dying in the transformer behind the office. I was twenty-seven and I had learned early that the world doesn't owe you anything. My father...

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