No one knows when it erupted. Fisticuffs over gasoline.
Stations all around are empty - men congregate there in baseball caps and workboots because there's coffee and they have no where left to go - of gas.
All I know: there was a fight.
Two men in suits, insisting on driving to a obsolete job, fought. Over the last few gallons. Or over a spot in line. or nothing at all.
Stations all around are empty - men congregate there in baseball caps and workboots because there's coffee and they have no where left to go - of gas.
All I know: there was a fight.
Two men in suits, insisting on driving to a obsolete job, fought. Over the last few gallons. Or over a spot in line. or nothing at all.
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