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No One Knows

There, the dream of flying cars, and the next, tumbling through soft glass, inconsiderate and hopeful as a child on his birthday, hands outstretched, waiting. Unsmiling. You might ask where this story turns, whether the glass reconstitutes or the car crashes, reminders of a childhood reconsidered and the simplest truth, which is no one knows.

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