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  • as soon as the shockbombs and pepper spraying started, there was a brief pause and one by one, people started to run.

    the onlookers rushed into doorways or spread themselves across walls.

    i strolled along the sidewalk, taking inventory of what was left behind: a backpack, a rock hammer, a pole and a pink party hat.

    the party hat swayed in the currents created by the flight or maybe it was the smoke bombs. and suddenly she appeared, picked it up, and strolled into Nordstroms.
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