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| birdmad |
passenger seat of my brother's car, looking out over the interchange ramp the cemetery is a silent oasis against the cacophonous flow of traffic, a patch of green amid the barren dirt and rust tiny and nearly invisible from the height from which we are passing, there are jackrabbits running about among the headstones it's a long way down. the car is silent except for the murmur of the whells on the concrete and the thrum of the air conditioner, mitigating the vicious heat. |
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