42 Dreams of Arizona Bay

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Scurry

Like a rodent, the shopping cart is propelled quickly across a crosswalk. Its driver, a scruffy man, runs in a shuffle, ignoring the blinking red hand.
He makes it safely to the other side, before traffic picks up. Then stops, near the grimy environs of an adult entertainment store, to pick up a piece of debris [...]

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