no one shifts

well well well... fiction?

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the fast read:

you called ahead.
you breathed.
you arrived.

so—what did you do?

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I'm driving the car to work. this particular morning, i got the urgencies, the appointed time is ever nearing, bam! traffic jam.

wtf, of all times, don't do this to me, what to do, what to do, think think...

ok - breath.

no time passes

a moment of stillness,

phone number gets dialed "hey man, i'm gonna be late, traffic is jamming"

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cars have transmissions in basically two flavors, manual, and automatic.

manual -

automatic?

no one shifts.

the car goes.

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"we are here!"

the sign says IFC Game Preserve

slogan: you're not driving

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you know something, so then, what do you know?