I should probably stop and explain. When I said I was just a perfectly normal low-wage worker? Not true. Not even an exaggeration. In fact,
I step back into the Atlanta Cares bank, wearing the same now-tattered suit from yesterday. My hair is probably frayed and sticking up everywhere, and
(cover art by amoxli) “Decidedly worse than death.” That’s what the local news says about it. It’s a bit of a hyperbole, isn’t it? Being