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While playing at the park, my best friend’s son fell and broke his arm, so I rushed him to the ER. Just as I paid the hospital bill, the police handcuffed me.

The July sun was merciless, a relentless hammer baking the suburban pavement until the air itself shimmered with heat. Cicadas screamed in the oak trees, a frantic, deafening chorus. Yet,...

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