the drive

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the worst drive of my entire life. it felt like telephone wire. but even more silent. a comment here and there. a movement. a little bit of something there, but an unsure feeling about it on both sides. it was horrible. and the memory of it is fading, but i still remember the feeling of trying to think of anything to say that would break the silence.

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