flâneur

in a van to arizona before midnight - by jaron

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It was the shortest car ride of my life, despite it lasting six hours long. We arrived at 3:30 in the morning at the place we were renting out — the first one-story suburban house we saw on the app, a typical sequence of actions you've probably done time and again. But this is not about the stay, this is about the journey there.

It was the shortest car ride of my life, despite it lasting six hours long. We arrived at 3:30 in the morning at the place we were renting out — the first one-story suburban house we saw on the app, a typical sequence of actions you've probably done time and again. But this is not about the stay, this is about the journey there. I like driving. I also like sitting in cars. I especially like sitting in cars going somewhere with other people. Some may find it boring, a chance to embrace the doldrums of warmth sinking into plush seats, to dive headfirst into the soothing of a rocking sensation…

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