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I finished parking. My spacing was perfect. I did not look at him.
The tires happened on a Tuesday.
I walked out with my travel mug at 7 a.m., and every single one of them was flat in a way tires don’t just go flat.
I stood in my driveway in my slippers, and I said a word Paul would’ve pretended to be shocked by.
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