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With a cigarette in one had, cell phone in the other, she swerved out of the side street into the busy traffic. Almost instantly the horns of multiple cars and screeching tires of stopping vehicles filled out the uninterrupted engine humming sound hovering the Main street. Barely seeing from behind her heavily covered with smoke windshield, a blonde woman in a leopard print coat, heavy make up and long red nails stuck her hand out the slightly cracked window and made a known gesture with her middle finger. Placing the lit cigarette back between her plump, red and dripping with gloss lips, ...
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