Grandma bought the tape at an I-40 truck stop on the way to Albuquerque for a horse race. Grandma didn’t like stopping. Didn’t like buying us things at truck stops, not that we dared ask. But I loved truck stops. They were better than any store except maybe a toy store. Truck stops had weird candy and a wall of bumper…
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