I don't have a car. I never owned one. I never really wanted to, but I moved to a place where the busses quit at 6pm on the weekends. I'm going to need a car.
Anyway, a man recognized me yesterday. He was driving in a parking lot yelling to someone nearby. Then he said, 'hey, I saw you down by the Smith's. You're always walking' (probably not his exact words, but close enough). I said 'yeah. I don't have a car, so I walk.' He offered me a ride, then he offered to smoke me up. I said no to both. I don't smoke, and even if I did I wouldn't in some stranger's car. It felt odd, though; am I the only girl with a purple coat in Santa Fe? Will I ever know anonymity again? Santa Fe is kinda wayyyy too tiny.
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