Steve raced down the alley, his lungs thirsty for more of the night air, his heart on the verge of bursting. The alley intersected another. As Steve ducked left, his foot caught on a crack in the uneven pavement. He fell like a tomato, squishing slightly on impact and didn’t have the energy to get back up. Prone, panting on the asphalt, he shut his
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