Headed for the Harbor

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6:30 AM Sunday morning, Sam's asleep with her head squished up against the cold, reflective, clear, window in my little, red, mini-cooper. I'm driving. All the buttons on the console are lit up. I've got the heater cranked up to the max, that's probably why Sam's so cozy. I never knew winter mornings could be THIS COLD! I turn the radio on, the volume's turned up to the max- Sam tosses and turns but while I frantically turn it down, or though it's probably her fault in the first place that it was up that loud!

CONSOLE:
6:35AM 10*C
VOL 6
993.6. <-radio station

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8.30PM We're here! We checked into a hotel and got ready for a long day tomorrow.

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