A single car passed on the two-lane highway, and Sam listened to the engine and the hum of the tires, and thought about how so much of their lives could be recounted by motel room doorways just like this one. I can picture them, over the years. Opening the door and lloking out.
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A single car passed on the two-lane highway, and Sam listened to the engine and the hum of the tires, and thought about how so much of their lives could be recounted by motel room doorways just like this one. I can picture them, over the years. Opening the door and lloking out.