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standing in his doorway.

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love at home.

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us being portraity. the photo we gave to his parents.

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the diner where i had cream gravy for the first time ever, and we played motherfucking settlers of catan.

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roadtrip / the way there.


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what i saw (kirk as driver).

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what i saw (kirk as passenger).

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what i saw (eric as driver).

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hour five or six? kirk and eric begin to sing & make obscure jokes, most of which are repeated in king of the hill accents. we eat canadian crack, aka clodhoppers. we laugh ourselves silly.




all coherence of narrative is lost. they continue to tell me, cruelly, "just about another hour." i watch the odometer click past hundreds more miles.

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odd but true #1.

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odd but true #2.