Tag: auto
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I love my car
A forgotten scrapyard, scattered with rusting carcasses,shattered glass, loose parts still clinging to purpose,and the thick scent of oil hanging in the air.Only later do you feel it;the lives these cars have carried,the laughter, the heartbreak,the crashes, the quiet miles between home and elsewhere.Even cast aside, some still awaitanother chance to move,another road to remember.