In another life I think I’d have been a good truck driver. It seemed like a pretty cool job when I was a kid. Trucks had a sweet little cabin behind the seats. I’d been in one. This was at a truckstop somewhere in New Mexico when whomever was watching me was god knows where, probably the bathroom. I asked a trucker to show me his little house. And he, b…
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