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Wrong place wrong time

In Winter we bitch about the cold
In Summer we bitch about the heat
This day, standing on the corner like a cheap whore
And waiting for the light to change
I am assaulted by fumes from a souped up car
From which also emanates
The most aggressive sort of music
The sort quite unbearable to normal ears
And to somewhat normal human beings.
Written by robert43041 (Viking)
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Author's Note
Fumes will be around for a while. I also read about the person who went to change the battery on her somewhat new electric vehicle..............the battery cost more than the car itsef.
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