I work at a resort/hotel, and several nights a week I work the audit shift, which means I work all night (11-7am). It's slow, uneventful, blah blah blah. At 7am I crawl to my car, climb in, and head home, listening to NPR skip in and out of the static bliss that is the Texas Hill Country. It's a fifteen minute ride home, with portions of highway
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