On the second day of my drive home, I stopped at an out of the way gas station just off the freeway. And by "out of the way" I mean that it was the only physical structure visible and was surrounded by trees. I was the only customer. This being Oregon, a scruffy young man came out to fill my car with gas. He was the only person working there.
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(and thanks for not being murdered by a psycho)
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