I’ve been working on my van the past couple days, out in the parking lot behind my building. A few of the neighbors, as they come and go, stop to check on the progress. Most are just being polite, making conversation. This is Texas afterall; talking to strangers is generally encouraged. I was gone a long time. I forget that. …
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