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... a beast with a bad attitude and an even worse sense of direction. There were cars all over the place, blowing their horns out while screaming at pedestrians to get the fuck out of the way. This was worse than Silicon Valley on a Monday morning after a holiday weekend. Horns honked like a symphony of impatience, and an old guy in a truck a few feet away was clearly auditioning for Fast & Furious: Grocery Run. Still, I kept my cool—barely. I wasn’t supposed to be here, so I needed to do what I ...
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