The stand of trees behind the mall wasn’t so much a nature area as a place not yet developed.
To the north there was a campus of storage units, where people stashed belongings not deemed worthy of someone’s domicile, but somehow too valuable to discard.
Crotesmer hiked this stand of trees often, in a circle like a flattened tire.
On a good night he could s…
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