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Small Stone 7/1/11

Supermarket Underground Car Park

7:20
Only three cars on the whole floor.
I get out, click the button. The beep echoes.
I walk to the trolleys in the semi-dark, trying to ignore the smell, or at least to pretend I don’t recognise it.

8:30
Same semi-dark area.
I guide a heavy trolley between the cars to the boot of mine.
I smell car fumes. It seems better than what I smelled before.

By Miriam Drori

Author, editor, attempter of this thing called life.

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