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Jun 2013
I love the sound of car accidents. The car's skin peeling, the cracking and bending of the metal. The tires cutting the pavement with jagged lines and gliding across it. Nothing sounds better than burning rubber at 4 in the morning. The silence after, even from a simple fender ******, you know nothing will ever be the same.
Jordan Smith
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Jordan Smith  Colorado
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