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[ihavethegun]

We drove through Alabama listening to Dylan like there was no other way, and we were all laid back in the seats ‘til we were comfortable, legs propped up on the passenger dash or one leg curled up in the drivers seat one foot near the brake, cruise control on ninety-five all the way to Mobile. Clouds were shades of pink and green, either mere

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[druidbriza]

beautiful.