Dreamed I was traveling somewhere, alone, in a car that was halfway D.S.’s and halfway mine. Big old tan beater car, with a box on the driver’s side front that was an ‘extended gas tank’ for long trips, because we all know the front fender would be a great place to put spare gasoline? I stopped at this backwater little town and parked in a small
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