The value of a simple wreck
I woke up, showered, went downstairs to begin my work day, and then heard some form of the end of the world. There is major construction happening four doors away from my home all summer, but this was different and closer. I could hear banging in the front of my house, all the way from somewhere in the back. And it didn’t sound like street construction.
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