The Cost of Living
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5 min readAug 30, 2020
NYC Midnight Flash Fiction Short Story
The tube was running late again. Damn cutbacks. The filth lied across benches, covered in newspapers. Some in corners with a dented can, begging for change. They really had let the world gone to hell, and the damn tube was going to make him late for work. One more strike, and he would not be corporate sponsored. He would become one of them.
