I saw death on the pavement, and nobody even slowed down. Just a crushed grass snake, its body flattened into the concrete like it had never mattered at all. But that’s where the story begins, not where it ends. Because then the sightings started. Balconies. Basements. Children’s play areas. And every expert I spoke to said the sa… Continues…
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