short story
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Kregg is tired. He has been driving for hours. His friend Filthy is passed out in the passenger seat of Kregg's 86 Buik Regal. He begins to wonder what caused him to get lost in urban New York. "Damnit Filthy," he says under his breath. "Coming here was the worst idea ever." Just as his sentence ends, the batteries in his boom box die. "Shit!" he yells. "If i still had my fucking stereo I wouldn't have to worry about this crap...