dispatch four, "Novelty" by Mike Boyle, is the story of a curmudgeon who doesn't back down. Here is the first paragraph:
Horace saw her trudging to the bus stop and heard pre-dawn things: the train rolling down the tracks four blocks away, ambient crickets. He looked further, to the east--just above her head, some light. He was about to say the sun follows you when he saw a fresh bruise on her eye.
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