CRIMINAL PASSION
I moved on.
Now, I'm strangely feeling the same fixation as those nights, but on something peculiar. The obsession forms dangerous roots around something I should ignore, but it's stronger than I am. I pull the black card from my jeans pocket and examine the three-headed dog that begs to be deciphered. I scan it with my cell phone camera and wait. Nothing happens. I slowly slide my thumb over it, trying to feel the raised letters, and I notice a tiny sequence of numbers in the bottom right corner. Against the light, they glisten a bit more.
-23.517635, -46.703601
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