It's only 7:30 p.m. and already it's dusk. The night air is a little crisper than it has been. I drive with the windows down, burning gas I can't afford to waste. The neon sign on the storefront says, "Checks cashed." Its red light illuminates the inside of my car as I sit and stare […]
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