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It hurt to watch her struggle down the porch steps. I held her elbow the entire way.
She slid into the passenger seat, exhausted and trembling, and I turned the heater on full blast.
“Ma’am, that’s three blocks of work,” the guy said.
“You sure?”
“I’m sure. Charge me what you need.”
Then I called the city. I told them about an unsafe property, about a woman with a broken leg being forced to shovel snow alone.
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