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The Overpass Gospel

“I don’t know how to answer that question, sir.”

“Well you were walking by kid. You saw him collapse.”

“He didn’t. He was sitting cross-legged with his back against the concrete there when I passed him–”

“Yeah reading the Gospel aloud, you said that. We found him in the street though.”

“I heard something so I turned around and he was writhing there on the ground. He was vomiting and pulling himself along toward the street with one arm.”

“And the old Buick?”

“Didn’t see it coming. Don’t think either of us did.”

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