All night long, driving defensively, avoiding idiots and drunks, scooping fares safely to their destinations…so I get home, step out of the car, take two steps and fall flat on my face. Think I buggered my shoulder up a bit. There’s a Ferris Bueller comment in that somewhere, but I’ll just go tiger balm my sore collarbone area now.

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