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//---> Lana arrives at Gallipoli Dispensary on Post Road around 11pm. Carnival is waiting in the dark, the shop past closed.
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“Whew, long day. I just got off work.”
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“Yeah, mine is only half over,” offers Lana, merging into traffic.
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“They’re having problems paying us on time. Funny thing is... as much as I hate my job, going home, I hate more.”
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“Oh, why is that?”
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“My husband’s cheating on me. Since he got laid off, he’s become lazy. Dave used to have a great job and now no one wants to hire him. I get it. He’s older and has different skills then they are looking for.
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He stays home with our two autistic sons and I found this job. But now he’s become a pothead. ...well, I kinda made him a pothead. Weed really helps me since I got sick with MS."
