|"The Traffic Report," 5x5in., oil on masonite|
Here's a true story, as parable.
I went for a run today. I stopped at the crosswalk of an eight-lane highway. An endurer, I sprinted the second the little white man blinked go, while cars drew up and honked though. I was at the third lane, full tilt but not halfway, when the man changed his mind and went away.
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