Chapter 15

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The metal mesh gate gives up under the power of bolt cutters. They’re super-sharp and powerful. For the Kmart Kids to have handed them over, they must have really worshipped Mumshine. Mother of the Resistance, I heard one inmate call her while I was in jail, as in, ‘Your mum, Ede–is it true? It’s her? The actual Carol Shepherd?’ actualThe actual Carol Shepherd indeed. To me, she’s someone who used to change my diapers, but yeah. I s’pose she deserves a little street cred. At the top of the car park ramp, the concrete is singed and there is broken glass everywhere. The sign on the Coca-Cola building is sagging, dripping rainwater out its corner. Dozens of TeslaCoils maglev cars are frozen on the edge of the street. Some have their doors open, as if they’ve arrived to pick up bankers then

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