Friday, November 14, 2003

Move it

I pull into an industrial area and stop by a loading dock. I see a set of chairs and go to put them in my truck. Right as I step up to them, a girl comes from around the front of the truck they are sitting by. The truck is moving type one and is full of her stuff. I help her finish loading it up.

I drive my blazer through an alley, random pieces of furniture are laying in the way. I try to plow through and drive over them.

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