The Distant Joke

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The Distant Joke

The rain hits the pavement like static. It is cold. It is relentless. You are bleeding from a cut above your eye. The blood mixes with the water. It runs into your mouth. It tastes of copper and rust. You are on your knees. The asphalt is slick under your palms. Two men stand over you. Their badges are shiny. They are new. The leather of their jackets is stiff. They do not know you. They do not...

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