in the city.
unnamed.
how to get in, get out.
deliveries,
furniture,
work men.
nothing goes through
the front door.
make a left then right,
then squeeze
down the dark
alley where you'd never
go at night.
ring the bell at the loading
dock.
someone will come
at some point, once they
see you on the camera
with your ID
held up to the dim red
light.
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