Why Not?

Hey Sherry—you ready for lunch?

Hold on—one second. I need to change my bandages.

Not again. Really?

Three times.

Three times?

That’s just today.

Damn—we really need to move.

I wish. You know how depressing it is to make it past all the drug corners and then get shot? I mean—that’s not fair.

I hear you. Last week I got shot four days straight.

This neighborhood…

I know, right?

Anyway, where to for lunch?

Oh—there’s a new place I want to try.

Cool—what do they have?

Shit sandwiches!

Shit sandwiches?

Yeah. Come on—let’s try it. You got shot three times already today. What have you got to lose?

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