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Without a Mirror: Consecutive Substack Story 1100
He drove a green Vega with a red driver’s side door and a dream catcher made from dental floss wands hanging from a rearview mirror that didn’t have a mirror in it.
Tina Geoffrion watched from her third floor office windows as the guy fed pigeons and seagulls at the base of the fountain that never had water because the city was in a legal battle with the finance company that backed out of the naming rights to the plaza.
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