"OMG Franz! Have u heard the news?"
I was riding shotgun in Archie's Pajero when my thesis partner Jack texted me the aforementioned message, a little past 8:30. It was a message of concern, of alarm. I steeled myself as I dialed his digits. Cool lang, I told myself. I had no clue as to what the "news" would be.
He immediately picked up. "Franz, si
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