Tuesday, November 25
red.
fire-engine red. there's no shade quite like it. the other night, i figured out why.
this engine station housed an impressive collection of retired fire trucks. i couldn't help but stare at some of these noble vehicles for quite some time. what is it about them that makes me feel like a little kid...and perhaps even, like a little boy?
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every time i see a fire truck, i think about your ride in one some birthday night (jackie's, maybe?). you said they're much smaller inside (and less comfortable) than you'd think.
it always makes me laugh.
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