A few minutes have passed since Dez, Shanita’s co-worker, was found
Start: (Nervous chatter.) This whole city is under construction. That’s what I discovered on my way into work today. Traffic on the 75 was crazy. They done took everything down to one lane.
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End: And at the end of the day, we just hate drivin’ with each other cuz ain’t enough space and a#$holes don’t wanna let you in. And all I can think anymore is if we just merged, shit would flow so much better.
Morisseau, Dominique, Skeleton Crew, Samuel French, 2017, p. 57.
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