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The kind of nice I am.

Some days I make it a point

to be noticed by the guy in the muscle car.

I reach my arm out the window

with my camera in hand and snap a picture.

I do this to make him feel good.

I don’t very much care for muscle cars though.

That’s the kind of nice I am.

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