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One Hand On the Steering Wheel, the Other Waving At the Moon

in traffic there is an accidie and weariness and flatness and humdrum of the road but leonard cohen helps with that and i think about the poor north koreans without their fix of coca cola and the mental health of the finnish with their billabong of coffee and caffeine flowing out their ears and the best brand of water in china has the biggest market reach and woodpeckers don't get headaches because according to a professional content provider they just don't and speaking of the chinese they've found a hut on the moon some distance away from their rover; who can tell who might be living in that hut i look up out the windscreen at the moon and imagine myself living in that hut or maybe leonard cohen is living there now and england have lost the first ashes test and outside the hut is a scoreboard showing australia need twenty runs to win the hut has become a pavilion and there's plenty of tea drinking going on no finnish there pal and someone shouts howssszat! across the galaxy as asteroid 4660 nereus misses earth as i miss childhood it travels on and on into the depths of the saddle of the universe

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