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I was sitting in my bus, the one pictured, having just made a cup of tea.
At a trucker’s rest stop. All around me I could hear the sounds of trucks arriving and leaving. In front of me an LED 12V light was casting a Christmas glow on the bench and it occurred to me something obvious.
I’m the only one who knows what I’m going through now. What this feels like. What my…