Night On 41

The sounds of cars, semis, running on 41. Some going south to Terre Haute and others traveling north to Chicago.

Passing one another in the dark night air from the left lane over to the right. Again, from the left lane over to the right.

Driving over bridges where the river has grown high. Men with lanterns and flashlights fishing under the stars.

Silence. Just the sounds of cars, semis, running on 41.

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dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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