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It was the look that made you wish you'd have plowed into her.
Near my place, there is a traffic light on a sixty-mile-an-hour freeway. When the light changes to cross the freeway, you never hit the gas right away. Instead, you best look both ways. Cause theres aways a trucker or two that can't stop quickly enough and comes skidding into the intersection.
And its that stupid, shit-eating grin on their faces that makes you wanna hit the gas and run into them.
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