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Rant #316
(published February 8, 2007)
by Katharine Coldiron
I dream of a bulldozer, a backhoe, something enormous that I ride, above all else on the road, cars bouncing to all sides like toys before the sweeping blade of my vehicle. Traffic is meaningless to the beatific smile on my face. And I accelerate. And I brake. And I accelerate again. And brake again.

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