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I felt like crying. Sometimes one little thing will do the trick. I
turned the radio off and pulled into a service area. First, I washed the
dirt from my hands, then went into the restaurant. I could only
manage a third of a sandwich, but I put down two cups of coffee.
What was Kipper doing now? I wondered. Down there in the dark.
The sound of the dirt hitting the Seiyu bag echoed in my brain. That’s
just how it goes, pal, for me the same as you.
I sat staring at my unfinished sandwich for an hour. Until a violetuniformed
waitress came by and nervously asked if she could clear
the plate away.
That’s that, I thought. So now, back to society.
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