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WE ARE GOD
A Short Story
by
Mark D. Evans
Here the rain never stops for as long as the sun hides. Here the population of a town rises only when night falls.
Here, an art student named Dirk survives on the breadline with a part-time gig few people do, fewer people want, but everyone needs.
Here, everyone's a client. Sooner or later.
And then the monotony of the job abruptly ends. When Dirk disposes bodies for the same client two nights in a row, he'll never see his town in the same light again.
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