Greg came into JJ's this morning trembling and pale, looking upset. The rest of us noticed. Wallace asked him what was wrong, for clearly something was, and after a little coaxing we finally winkled it out of him.
"I start to cross the street on my way over here," Greg told us, "so I look to my right. Y'know? I see this car coming toward me, but it's way far away, so I step off the curb. And when I
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