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02/16/2004: "Car"


It's a red Cherokee -- not a Native American but a motor vehicle. It always seems to be sitting there, in the garage; occasionally I see it from the street. It remains, therefore, very clean, and I don't usually see much inside. No individualizing touches unless cleanliness is an attribute and not a privation. That's certainly not in my philosophy! But the restraint and carefulness that are indicated are certainly personality traits of the owner. So why red? So bold, so outgoing, so boisterous...I've got nowhere to go with this. I'm not my car either.

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on Tuesday, February 17th, Feith said

Song for A Car. it's a poem. :D

So why red? so bold, so outgoing, so boisterous...

I loved that part.

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