She had a vast collection of syringes in a box that she stored in her closet and a faded-yellow grocery bag of flexible plastic tubes to fashion a tourniquet from.

as I sat huddled against the hieroglyphics scratched in a trance along the rusted bars of this tijuana cell I noticed the overripe waterbug scurrying across the freedom land, shiny and black and without care in his pre-chosen path thinking on molded bread crumbs or the slosh of stale beer mixed with brown sweat of [...]

It stopped dead two feet in front of the sliding cage door. Its huge lead cell battery was spasmodically powering the large electric motor that drove the two-foot diameter hard rubber rear wheels.

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