Spitball Army

“Noah” at The Edge 12, 18 April 2014

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The silver Toyota Corolla weaved from lane to lane in its own slow time, without signaling, as if the driver was oblivious to the fact that it was the morning rush hour. Its head and tail lights were off. On the rear window was a decal that originally might have read “Write your love in […]

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