Without any of the old jokes, being a traveling salesman can be a lonely life. Town to town, shaking endless hands, talking to people, and pretending to like them, if I didn't know better I could be a politician, but without the big money.
On this particular day, I was headed for another shit-hole town in California along a two-lane highway near the Nevada border. I saw her standing along the side, a small carry-on type suitcase at her feet. I don't usually pick u...
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