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Daily Field Journal of A
“Pretty dead around here, for a Saturday.”Mr. Ryan leaned in to the counter next to where I was already leaning. I stood up straight, feeling like I’d been caught snoozing. One of his favorite things to say was that there was always something to be done, even when it looked like there was nothing to be done. I looked around. There were exactly two people in the store. One was the gray-haired dude who was always here during the day, pounding on his laptop keys like they’d offended him somehow. The other was Ally’s friend A
Daily Field Journal of A
“So, where’s Cooper?”I looked at Je