Art Lee PrimeTime column: A clash of cultures on a foggy night
The fog tiptoed in and quickly engulfed the tiny main street, making the warm September night so murky it was difficult for the three men sitting in the small gas station to make out the large Flying Red Horse gasoline sign out in front.
The closest streetlight near them was only a dim yellow blur.
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