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The rain came down like a slap of grease on a grill. It slid from the asphalt and into the ditches. Snakes. White and gray snakes.
All of these neighborhoods were the same. One red house on the corner might have a bigger garden than that white one next door, but they were all square, squat, with dilapidated porches hanging off the front and the back.
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