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WorkSlowly he saunters out to his van, after a long night of work. The only thing holding his broken body together is the lingering hope of payment just around the corner. He unlocks the door from across the lot, with a clicker that has its slowly fading batteries. Too tired to even use the key. Stepping into his green caravan he smells the familiar scent of must that can only come when you keep you windows down in a rain storm. Closing the door behind him, he jerks the seat belt from the closed door, because the retractor no longer works after a decade of use. Silently he buckles up and turns the ignition. Putting the engine into reveWork
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