
Our new car is named Audre Lorde. It is one if those lesbian Subaru wagons. Our old car is a Mazda. It is named Walt Whitman. I recently crashed him into another car and he is waiting for me to figure out how to fix him. When I told him I was sorry, he said "do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large--I contain multitudes." I took this to mean he Understands. And maybe he liked crashing into that other car. But you can never tell with Walt
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