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2:32 a.m. / April 06, 2005 - - get the rug

yesterday at work i sat in my car on break, blowing bubbles from a one dollar canister i purchased at a grocery store the night before. as i was doing this i sort of absent-mindedly leaned against the wheel, causing the horn to sound. in the parking lot about seventy feet away, somebody else responded with their own horn. then i went again- they followed suit. this went on for awhile when someone in the other direction joined in. then somebody else in a parking lot a quarter mile away also did this.

sending smoke signals, that's all it is. hey, i'm alive, listen, can you hear me over here, hating work, enjoying my break? this is people communicating. were they hating work too? are they disenchanted as well? maybe a family isn't all it was advertised as, or maybe that cheesburger they were eating wasn't great. it was hard to tell.

i don't speak horn.

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