Like garbage in the wind

I drive back from dropping off my youngest, and the wind is howling, nudging my big rig side to side. Tuesday is garbage day and as I near my house, I see every street littered by pieces of trash that have fallen from knocked over cans, swept up in gusts. I pull in...

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