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Elena stood tall, her bleached-blonde hoodie stretched to comical heights: "Good. Get a job. I don't want to feed you slackers another week. I have two little kids to raise, and can't afford to keep you.",During the week Martin was injured, his neighbors, Elena and her four siblings, came over to bring him food.,Maryetta was a small town in the sparsely populated southern suburbs, even in the dilapidated community of Clayton where Martin lived, every house had a small yard in front of its detached wooden dwelling.。