The Softest City in Greatland
Back home our pothole has a name, a plaque, and a kid selling cold drinks to the people who come look at it. In the city a truck filled theirs in forty minutes.
Back home our pothole has a name, a plaque, and a kid selling cold drinks to the people who come look at it. In the city a truck filled theirs in forty minutes.
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