I walk outside this morning, fresh and rested after my day off, yesterday. Slinging my bag o' soup and spoon over onto the pile of books in my passenger seat, I slip the key into my ignition and turn on my car.
Or, at least, in my mind I turned on my car. In reality, I get a click. Click.Hmmm. That's not good. I check that my lights are off
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