This old car is abandoned in the woods where I walk. I like to think of its' history. How many errands it went on or taking kids to school. Did it take a family on vacation or to a funeral? How did it end up here? There's a saying that it's not the destination but the journey. Or is it the other way around? I seem to have reached my destination and wouldn't give up the journey ever.
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