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I saw her go around the corner, so I ran-walked across the street and tried to get ahead. You can’t full-out run or they’ll notice you. There was a family of five and a man pushing a giant garbage bin of ice between me and the desired location. You could see the contents of the bin, but someone still found it necessary to outfit the front with a crude “ICE” sign – maybe for comedic effect, maybe to direct you where to put the ice. The letters were in blue and drippy from the sweating can. It’s funny how you remember the funny stuff in a moment of crisis. Maybe crisis is too strong a word.
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