mánudagur, maí 21, 2018


Fingertips dig in and rattle over trapezius like a crappy mountain road. Potholes and frost heaves all across my back. The county really should do something about that.

Or else number the route with an F designation. This is all-wheel drive territory.

And then there another pair of fingertips and I groan. Bad road or no, I need to get where I'm going.

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