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You Can’t Erase the Truth
What’s this worth to you?
“What is with all of these shakes….” Ava tossed another empty bottle of pea protein powder.
“Kidneys,” said Olivia. “You gotta respect a guy who takes care of his organs.”
“I’d love him to take care of mine. Rub some of that magic all over me.” Ava leered up at his apartment window.
“He doesn’t go for girls like us.”
“Hot? Smart? Brunettes?” Ava swooshed her hair over her shoulder.
“Sixteen year olds going through his trash.” Olivia pulled off filthy latex gloves and slid on another pair.
Ava stood up and stretched. Yawning, she peered down the alley toward the street. “You think the midnight doughnut place is still open?”
“There’s only one more bag,” said Olivia. “We only get paid when we’ve gone through all his trash.”
“But only if we find something good. So far, it’s take-out cartons, torn-up songs, and protein powder canisters.”
Olivia gave up digging and dumped the bag onto the trash pile. Sighing, she poked cardboard and shredded pages.
“Stop!” Ava pulled a battered sketchbook from the pile. She flipped through the pages.
