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Ah, lunch break- if only. It has taken me til Friday night to get anything resembling a lunch break, and I’m only here because of car trouble.
I’m watching everyone else bustle an hustle and make money, and I’m stuck here with ice behind my tires.
People come, people go- a mom and her daughter, cheeks red like the panda on her hat; a man in thick workmans gloves, his partner out in the car; a child, sent in while mommy keeps the car running.
All of these people come and go in an instant, and in just spinnin my wheels