Last evening, a nicely dressed middle-aged couple sat at the end of the car that I was in. The woman was hunched over. The man told her that she would be okay.
“Hold this,” the woman said while handing the man her purse. He took it. The lady opened the door and went out into the space between the two cars where she proceeded to throw up.
It’s been that kind of week.
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