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when I was younger, I remember one of the times I was riding in the back of a police crusier, going through back roads, boonies really. We were going to the county courthouse. Back of a sheriff's car.
I always watched the road we took, in case I had the opportunity to run I wanted to know where to run to.

always looking for the way out.





I don't do a fucking thing right.

just bitch and complain.