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CHAPTER TWO — THE POD PEOPLE INTAKE People think my story started with a SWAT raid. Choppers circling, dogs tearing through sheetrock, men in black stacking at the door. No. That was seven years earlier. This time, it was ordinary. Buc-ee’s. Bright lights, beaver mascot, gas pumps humming. I was with my girl, thank God,…