@forduszutz
Active 3 days, 11 hours ago
The thunk of a stray gravel shot, the web of lines that spreads like frost across the glass, the sudden glare that hits just wrong on Clemson Boulevard at sunset. A cracked windshield feels small until it’s not. In Anderson, where a weekday can include a pre-dawn run to Lake Hartwell, a dash up I-85, and a detour down Whitehall same-day w […] View
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