NaNo eXceRpt

“Coming home in the dusk, exhausted and spent, coming up from the subways or out of their cars, sitting down with their families, what was left of them yet, clasping hands for a prayer over some collared greens. And the noise just gets louder, on into the night. The bangers come into the downtown for sales. No mercy for anyone who gets in their way. Only the police have any jurisdiction. Get ready for friction.” -K

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