” She made her glasses glint. It was hard to meet that gaze. She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. The temperature soared to one hundred degrees, sickeningly hot. And many of these deaths could be avoided if it were not for superstition. I’m sick of this town and I can’t wait to get out. It doesn’t seem to matter. One learns to sit up.
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