Been spinning ridiculous tales since the time, nose in notebook, I sat traveling backwards in the "way back"--that third, fold-out bench facing the rear window of a faux-wood-panelled stationwagon. Where the littlest or most annoying members of the family were banished. Where you could look up and see beautiful scenery fly by instead of your stinky brothers. Best seat in the house.
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