Al Herper rolled his eyes when he read the headline: New York Sewer Alligator Kills Again.
Growing up in rural Florida, Al had dreamed of living in New York City, where people were—he imagined—more enlightened than his superstitious country bumpkin kin. Since making the move, he’d found the opposite to be true. City folk would believe anything, even that an actual alligator was prowling beneath their streets. Ridiculous.
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An hour later, as Al slipped off his overcoat, revealing the reptilian costume beneath, he wondered what the next day’s headline would be? Probably more of the same old rubbish.
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