High Times at City Hall

High Times at City Hall

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Who is Rob Ford when the cameras are off and the microphones aren't aimed at his face? What motivates him? Why does he party so hard? Why does he say such horrible things that make him look like an idiot? Does his private life matter if his job commitment is honorable? Can he come back from political ruin? This is a fictional series of shorts about Rob Ford, mayor of Toronto and partyer extraordinaire. Loosely based on the real Rob Ford, this fictional mayor plans to save the city or have fun trying.
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~ I put my foot down and drive to the first corner. The track is always wet at the start of the day as the water truck is able to go out and keep it that way, but by the end of the day all the water will have been used so it will be bone dry and that's when the real fun begins. I pull the hydro, the chrome shaft that's connected to my rear brakes, to lock the rear wheels so I can initiate a drift. I feather the throttle accordingly as to keep the car sideways and continue onto the next corner... This is it. Nothing else matters. Just me, my car, their car and the sound of tyres tearing rubber against the drying tarmac... ~ ~ "Laurie, you got something..." He trails off as his thumb brushes my lips enough to turn my head towards him. Before I know it, the space between us is closing and my body is frozen. His lips draw ever closer to mine and involuntarily, my back arches so my mouth presses against his. My lips burn with passion as I find myself unable to stop kissing him. My rational side kicks in and I pull myself away from him. What the hell am I doing? ~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Laurie Williams is a wreck of a woman. Alcoholism and not giving a damn are her two main personality traits. However, when her tightly knit friend group of girl car enthusiasts find a car club to become a part of, she starts to come to life. For a moment, she leaves her old life behind. But it always finds her again. On a downward hill spiral from the beginning, she loses friendships, relationships and even herself. The only thing keeping her afloat is her love for cars. Can she hold onto that love? Or will her former demons continue to ruin her? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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