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My America House Car Store
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52 My america House Car store soldiers were dying and we heard about it, but we didn’t know what it meant or what to do about it. We didn’t even know how to talk about it. We didn’t know if they were dying for the cause, because we didn’t know the cause. sometimes a man would comb his hair and appear on television and talk about the cause, and by the time he was finished speaking all we knew about was his hair. There was global warming and it was the same thing. Where was it? everywhere. It was global and there was no question about the warming, but what. It was someone’s fault and we’d seen the smokestacks, but evidently it was also us. every day we drove around burning oil. We burned oil to go get our hair done and we burned oil to take the kids to soccer practice. They would practice soccer for a few years and then quit and start burning oil themselves. all day long and into the night, we burned oil and there were plenty of us doing it. We talked about ceasing burning oil, but who was going to start that? It was hard to cease because we were trained pretty hard in not ceasing . everything in our lives told us not to cease. We were ceaseless. From time to time one of us would cease, but then sitting on the edge of the bed with our hands between our knees, we knew not what to do. We were also restless. Rest had been dwindling down for years and now there was none whatsoever. We had restless hearts and restless minds, and we had restless leg syndrome. We twitched with it sitting in our chairs because there wasn’t anyplace to walk anymore. There had been a couple places to walk, but now we just walked to our cars, and they were always right there by the door. House car store. store car house. It was hard to go back to our houses, they had betrayed us so deeply. They had been our houses for a long time and then they started growing more valuable. We’d come home and eat dinner and take a shower and go to bed and when we woke up our houses had secretly become more valuable. We wouldn’t mow the lawn or paint the place and it became more valuable. They were doubling in value and then tripling in value. It was hard to see, because they were the same houses, but the value kept piling up. We thought we deserved this somehow. and still we lived in the things and threw our dirty clothes on the floor. Then these very same places where we had done one million personal things and said things out loud like we’d never said anywhere else, started to lose their value. The same houses! You couldn’t do the dishes without your house losing value. House care store. store car house. This was a period when the government was trying to get our secrets. evidently we had a ton of secrets. I know I certainly 53 did. not a ton, but plenty. The government wanted our phone calls and bank records and library records. They wanted to know what books we’d checked out from the library, so they could go and read those books. I’d been reading plenty of books, and it made me feel all right to think that the government was going to do some reading . Meanwhile, we found out that the government had secrets and evidently we wanted those secrets. I’m not sure I did, but I understood our interest in finding the secret government data. It was a bitter contest to see who had the most secrets, us or the government. It was a stand off. It was a tie and we weren’t talking to each other. also we were all just full of dna and there was dna everywhere. The government knew our dna and our fingerprints and our eyeball recognition, and it knew what was in our suitcases. We knew that too: it was all the same stuff. socks. There were socks everywhere. On any day there were half a million pairs of socks in airplanes. The Wright Brothers would have been confused about that. all our socks were made in China, and they were good socks. I mean they fit. at...