Driving in South Florida drains the very soul from a man. If you want to go anywhere you better make damn sure you’re prepared to go through hell and back. Heat radiates in waves off of the concrete in this wasteland. One can generally tell how long I’ve been driving by looking at how far the shadow of sweat reaches down my shirt. Come five o’
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so fuck you buddy
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