The Invincible man

One Saturday morning, I was sitting in the backseat as my dad drove to the hospital. We were pulled over by some police officers; we were supposed to be at home observing the environmental sanitation, not driving down the road. My dad wound down his window and slickly stuck out his medical card, I’m notContinue reading “The Invincible man”

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