Walk onto a go-kart track-twisty. Guys go past, then someone crashes and loses a hand. More crashes-I leave. Some woman falls and they won’t pay for her treatment.
Walk around a house. I get a call from Annie P that her mom died. I try to comfort her but she breaks down. I hang up, then leave but I see her sister. I pat her on the chest, ‘but don’t tell her
Drive to help someone move some stuff. It’s heavy.
My exciting life, this place