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ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY NINE

Rachel

Sweaty palms. Incesant itching, twitching in my seat and feeling uncomfortable. Those were some of the symptoms I was facing merely five minutes after my designated driver started the car. I located him because of the sign plastered below the windshield. “Must be a company car.” I thought...

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