Taxi Ride Home

The rain was falling in sheets as I walked out of the bustling bar. My head throbbed with the sounds and the foaming of drinks. A yellow cab pulled at the curb, its headlights piercing through the dim street. The driver, a gruff man with bloodshot eyes, greeted me with a wave. I tossed my purse in the backseat and leaned into the comfortable leathe

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