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Thinking Pole

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I sit with my back against the pole, thinking. About it all. I know I’m gonna have to get going again, but I don’t want to get back in the car. A police car speeds by and it jolts me out of my thoughts. I hope he didn’t see me. I get back in the car and slam the door. I take  out my phone and dial a number that my fingers know so well, I don’t even have to think about it. He answers, and I say, “I’m coming now.”

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