Desarollo Humano (fiction)

[from KGB Bar Lit Magazine]

Suddenly there was a thud and the bus lurched to a stop. Israel looked out the front window. A man in a suit lay sprawled on the cobblestones directly in front of the bus, almost under it, his face away from them. His leather shoes glinted spotlessly.

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