On the way to work


I saw a motorcycle sprawled sideways on the CTE, its helmeted driver sitting down, grimacing. The blood flowing from his left leg looked brighter red than I’d have expected. A little further down, two motorcyclists had stopped, presumably to help.

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Author: lichone

Ethics by Enid Blyton; physique by deep-fried things. I think we all have an instinct to tell stories and to build things and relationships,

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