That old squeaky car
Chapter three
it was Winter.
Our travels came to a near stop, as we hit the end of a road with coffee and a white
canvas to climb.
Walter snorted "It seems that even at the end of the world you'll get a cup of coffee",
while chugging down a double espresso.
Between red noses and cups of coffee, a couple of hours went by.
Finally we were defrost.
And the car wouldn't start.
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