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I slide into it smoothly, its sides pinning my arms. Above me, two pale cream strip lights gleam, trying to be reassuring. A single dark scratch on the hard plastic surface hangs above my face. I close my eyes, hoping … Continue reading
Like snowflakes, they drift across the motorway. Most land, impotent, on the tarmac; but some make it to the other side. The cycle of life continues.