A million trees repeat themselves. The dark, the heat and stagnant air nod a hundred heads in seats to sleep. Stops at all the Circle K’s. This one stays still and sound, head down. Blinding glints of grey-white sky flash from bog-patches like shattered glass in an underpass. He’s undisturbed for hours. Trucks pass, gears [...]
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