The Distant Temple
The rain hits the windshield. You wipe it. The wipers scream. The glass is clear for a second. Then it blurs. You drive. The road is wet. The tires hum. You are cold. The heater is broken. You know it is broken. You do not fix it. You cannot afford the parts. You cannot afford the car. You cannot afford the breath in your lungs. You stop at the gas station. The light is neon. It buzzes. It is...
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