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The glow of the monitor was the only light in 23-year-old Alex’s cramped studio apartment. Rent was three days overdue, his real truck had a blown head gasket, and the only horizon he’d seen in weeks was the one framed by his delivery-route windshield—static, stressful, and drenched in diesel fumes. He signaled at every turn
He shifted into first. The garage door rattled open in 5.1 surround. When he reached Miller Road, the scrapyard wasn't
His street. His building.