Shadows
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I used to believe that shadows told stories. That the violent glow of our headlights on a long ride home would hit off of every reflective surface only so each item could show the side of it that we rarely get acquainted with. I believed that each item became another during the night and that each time our lights danced over them they became alive for only us to see.
