The Faded Dust

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The Faded Dust

The rain hits the pavement like a hammer. You duck. You roll. Your knee cracks against the asphalt. It does not stop. You are in the middle of the street. Cars scream past. You do not care. You care about the man in front of you. He is big. He is red. His face is a ruin. You hit him again. "Get up," you say. Your voice is a rasp. "Get up." He does not get up. He laughs. Blood mixes with the...

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