The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The tin cup sat on the dashboard, a dented witness to the long, gray miles we had already swallowed. It was not a fancy cup, just the kind issued to the men in the trenches of a war that had ended five years ago, but it still held the cold, flat taste of the water I drank from it. I watched the rivets on its side catch the weak October sun as it passed over the hood of the truck. It remained...

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