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There was 5 of us in an old beat-up grey Toyota Camry; it stuck out like a sore thumb,
we were surrounded by sun drenched pink and brown canyons.
The five of us stole the car we were in from a couple towns back. There was a booster seat in it.
I felt bad but I couldn't tell my companions what I really thought; they would kill me.
I thought about the ( Read more... )
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