The Stranger’s Plot – new Essay in The Nervous Breakdown

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The new arrivals drive Priuses and can be seen running fast back and forth, up and down the street carrying hand weights.

An old musician neighbor of mine yells out her window at them, “You can relax! You’ve already made it to the top!”

But they don’t seem to hear her.

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