I sucked up the last bit of Coke through the soggy paper straw. My truck was parked at the back of a McDonald’s parking lot. I had just eaten a double quarter pounder with cheese, a large fries, and ten chicky nuggies with hot sauce. The cab of the vehicle smelled like a deep fryer.
The feelings of helplessness, despair, an…
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