The white beam, strong and bright enough to cut through the smoke and haze, bobbed oddly up and down. Behind it was a man with a white beard and long hair. Moose wondered if he was already dead. He choked out a question through his tears: “Are you Jesus Christ?” “No,” said the bearded man. “I’m not Jesus. I’m a cameraman.” Moose looked more closely: the bobbing light sat atop a shoulder television camera. “I’m going to die,” Moose said. “No, you’re not,” the cameraman said. “Damn, you saved my life.” They hugged, and the cameraman began to cry, too. “I’ve had enough of this job,” he said as he
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