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Stephen King Drives a Brown Jeep
She fought the sun that threatened to invade her sleep-deprived eyes with an exaggerated blink that crumpled half of her face. The alarm clock hadn’t even gone off yet, she learned as she turned towards its’ nuclear green numerals which also tried to coerce her into awakening. She had so much to do today. She had to stop by the Post Office and mail out some overdue bills. Not all of them though, she wasn’t that caught up yet. She had to make it to the office sometime between ten and two so she...