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51 On the Road Dreamtime in Jasper, Texas Imagine you wake up with a second chance: Silent evening wider than tomorrow, each breeze a kiss from heaven. Tired out from work, but you don’t mind the walk. Still, an offered ride is welcome. At what point does the road narrow, turn? When do the minds beside you unmask themselves? Do their eyes reflect white hoods before or after you are beaten? Between the kicks? Before or after you are chained to the rust-pocked bumper? If you don’t look back the future never happens: the road does not rise to meet your broken body, the last taste in your mouth is honeydew not metal, blood, and fear. Funny what the mind will focus on: A silent calf standing in a field. The blink of fireflies. The way your leg twists back onto itself. A dented license plate the last thing of this world you see as your head rips from your body. 52 Imagine you wake up with a second chance. Imagine you wake up. ...

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