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« on: September 07, 2018, 09:06:25 PM »

   In the bumper cars, waiting for the buzzer, when everything gets started. In the meantime, stare your friends down, get ready for the trash talk, the wind, the freedom, the jolting stop and go of the night. It begins, and you press your foot to the floor, for a moment feeling that something’s wrong, you are stuck, why does everything always go wrong for you, it’s not fair. Then you zoom forth, into the rear bumper of a man, some father who gets uber-competitive, who feels a vengeful bloodlust, until he notices, you are not one of his daughter’s friends, you are just some kid in loose-fitting clothes, probably pretty smelly and lonely. His smile fades, his eyes scan the arena for another more familial target. It gets loud, magnetic motors raging and sputtering, girls screaming, boys insulting, parents rolling their eyes. Your stomach rages, the taste of stale cotton candy begins to gain a vomit-like quality, then you’re stuck between four cars, and everyone’s confused, no one’s ever parallel parked here, no one knows the 3-point turn. Struggle struggle struggle, until you are unleashed once more. The buzzer sounds.
   You and your friends, unbuckling seatbelts, the other fair sounds becoming a low din, the ride was okay, you feel okay, nobody won, nobody lost, it is just about time to go home. And in the backseat, you relive the battle, you strategize Napoleon’s battle plan, you’re the main character, and you’re gonna win.
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