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After the Rain

You say you want to go into the city to see the lights and I’m all about that smile, and so I say yes, and we are on our way with nothing between us but the sway of the radio’s … Continue reading

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Rainbows in Rearviews

.. Look out, world. We’re about to back window ROY G. BIV our way through another day.   .. Prompted by Quickly in November, day 20.     

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Artifacts of Wayward Maps

. We wished ourselves due west, with a relent -less weave and a horrendous wobble. The bobble-headed ninny on the dashboard says there are way too many miles to go. I hate her, from the crimson smear of her lips … Continue reading

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