Marcia’s Work Party
By The Continental PsyOp. Greg is a sweet, attentive husband. A good man. A nice guy. He has a good job driving construction cranes. His wife works as an accountant for a local chain of tire stores. They have no kids. “Greg, there’s going to be a work-thing this weekend,” his wife, Marcia, who pronounced her name in three syllables: Mar-see-ah, tells him on Thursday. It’s August, the end of a long, hot California summer. “Uh-huh.” “So, I gotta go
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