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I walked uphill through our building’s parking lot, and briefly held my breath when some too-quiet car’s headlights briefly and unsettlingly illuminated my back before turning away. I said hi to A. at our gate, then crossed the avenue for snacks to white-flag a weeklong craving.

A stripped down motorcycle leans on its kickstand and takes up surprisingly little space between the white lines of an oil patch stained parking space Friday, January 27, 2023 at an apartment complex in San Pablo, California.

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