The haunting melody of a jazz flute on the radio.
The way steam billows over my car as I drive through a plume from a street vent.
The UPS truck painted up in hot-rod flames.
The colors of the sunrise.
The way steam billows over my car as I drive through a plume from a street vent.
The UPS truck painted up in hot-rod flames.
The colors of the sunrise.
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on 2002-01-07 10:16 am (UTC)