"I'm on the bus now," he shouted into his phone, walking towards me stopping to pet Lily.
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"Why the fuck do you keep calling me," he yelled into his phone holding it six inches from his face like a small mirror. He was standing on the street in the dark, beside two huge metal work tables. The office door behind him was wide open.
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