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in the underground ocean tunnel a golden boy with big dreams drives a 5 speed and despite his tight jeans his copilot companion is side-seat driving while he employs reckless steering-weel styling sarcophagul stasis is most surprising an outcome for him with his personal aversion to dying he was in a coma overnight suddenly eyes are open above an apathetic white pillow and all around him people are crying a partial paraplegic is pledging his allegiance in his town he's an ornament parked upon the bleachers thirty years later most assume he was a war hero but he was just twenty getting road dome on the way home
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Jan 1, 2014
Jan 1, 2014 at 8:11 AM UTC
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in the underground ocean tunnel a golden boy with big dreams drives a 5 speed and despite his tight jeans his copilot companion is side-seat driving while he employs reckless steering-weel styling sarcophagul stasis is most surprising an outcome for him with his personal aversion to dying he was in a coma overnight suddenly eyes are open above an apathetic white pillow and all around him people are crying a partial paraplegic is pledging his allegiance in his town he's an ornament parked upon the bleachers thirty years later most assume he was a war hero but he was just twenty getting road dome on the way home
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