3 a.m. A gradual beeping noise fills up the room. It’s the alarm. The windows are open, but only the dim moonlight is shining through. It’s Saturday. No chance to snooze. Long day ahead. Long weekend ahead.
The American Dream: Lupe’s Mexican Eatery in Atlanta
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