Wishin’ and Hopin’ and Thinkin’ and Prayin’
16July
I’m headed down an alley to get where I’m going, to the thoroughfare at the end, where traffic can move freely. I turn the corner and I’m struck by an unusual sight: there’s a car stuck in the alley, crossways. The front of the car is obviously badly damaged, with a crumpled bumper and the headlights bashed in, no doubt from previous collisions with the wall of the alley that is in front of them. The rear of the car is equally damaged; it rests against the high alley wall behind them, and it’s obvious it’s not the first time it’s met that wall.
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