Way out East there was this fella — fella I wanna tell ya about. Fella by the name of John Coffey. At least that was the handle his loving parents gave him, but he never had much use for it himself. John Coffey, he called himself John Coffey. Now, John Coffey — he didn’t make a whole lot of sense. And a lot about where he lived, likewise.
I don’t know what’s happening; please send help. I need an adult. My brain has fallen and it can’t get up. What is this? What do? How do? Who do? Please elaborate, fellows. Why are we traveling towards Saturn at the speed of light? Is this what scientists are getting up to these days? I thought they were supposed to be saving the Universe from its inevitable heat-death in 4 billion years or inventing a cure for being alive for longer than 8 years. I didn’t know it was in their job description to simulate traveling through Saturn’s rings at the speed of light. I’ve seen their job description, and that isn’t in it.
Cars intrigue me. Their shape, size, and power don’t really matter to me; I just think they’re interesting concepts. Horseless carriages. A single person can go anywhere with a paved road and enough gasoline. It’s freedom to travel, up to a point. You can go anywhere, anytime, as long as you have enough cash laying around to fill the tank. It’s getting harder and harder to find enough loose cash for that sort of thing. I can’t tell if I’m going broke or if gas is getting pricy.
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