Born to Run
I was raised to this track, specifically the first 10 seconds as it was my dad’s ringtone throughout my childhood. It’s Sunday morning watching my brother’s run on a battered pitch more mud than grass. Vinegar fumes wafting around a Citroen Picasso, picking at chips. Hoisted towards the big light by rolled shirt sleeves, only to rub a bald head.
Draft · 21 Oct
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