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... atue commissioned by an artist who gave up halfway through.
My hands stayed on the steering wheel. Ten and two. Perfect driving position for someone who wasn’t actually driving.
The engine was off. Had been for approximately fifteen minutes.
Students walked past. Some glanced at the car. A few lingered, probably trying to figure out if I’d died or was just having an existential crisis.
Both, honestly.
My phone sat in the cupholder. Face up. The screen had ...
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