I woke with the sunrise, though I felt nothing close to radiant. My body was stiff, my leg still aching from the previous day’s drive, and the air in the Beetle carried the metallic bite of cold and petrol fumes. The windscreen was glazed with frost, and the light that broke through it seemed almost […]

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I had set off early that morning, the kind of departure that feels both hopeful and weary at once. By late afternoon, my leg had begun to cramp on the accelerator, and I’d wound down the window to keep myself awake. The warm air buffeted my face and made my eyes sting — they felt […]

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