“He wished that everything would stop! That everyone would disappear in that moment! Everyone—truly everyone... He would be just a street vendor, pulling his old cart, the one he repairs over and over, selling peppers, tomatoes, lettuce, and a few cucumbers in the working-class neighbourhoods. T...
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