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XM137 Octane. I like this one. Heavy drums and wild electric guitars. The station fades out sometimes. But the vocals are singing out.
No cops on I-95 for the past forty five minutes.
No cops near the gas stations we were just at.
Twenty three dollars spent for almost eight gallons of gas.
It is hot today. But it was icy, wintry, breezy, cold last week. Cold leaving Darlington County to drive towards Alabama. Even colder reaching Work near Enterprise. It warmed a bit leaving a day early to Georgia. Clay County will be remembered. Police. Traffic is speeding worn out cars. Speed limit signs are faded. Some bent. Some are still in good condition. Charleston
Columbia
Exit.... I forgot that number. But seeing Charleston in word. Columbia too.Means I am crossing crossing familiar bridges. The brush can be recognized. A black van covered in a man's family writing their farewells and love, wishes of his well-being and luck. Luck... He is headed towards where I am going. I know what there is ahead and what is to be seen. Does he.
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