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    Eyes on the road, thought you knew how to drive this thing.

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  2. 01 Oct 2021

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  8. 10 Sep 2021

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  9. 09 Sep 2021

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    A master class in rhythm and dialogue and heightened, joyous atmosphere.

  10. 20 Jun 2021

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  11. 13 Jun 2021

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  18. 09 Apr 2021

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  20. 11 Mar 2021

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    Poem-like writing, heartwarmingly wholesome feels, and fresh banter that instantly fixes mood. Lovely.

  21. 05 Mar 2021

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    He’s shooting, knocking over the targets, easy as a breeze, until he gets to shot number five, then Sam leans in and whispers, “The biggest pair of tits just walked by,” and shit, Dean misses.

    He doesn’t know whether to blame the tits or Sam until he realizes it’s all Sam, the gigantic goofball telling lies through his teeth, and the vendor chooses that inopportune moment, when Dean has some choice words to say, to hand him a small green teddy bear, “Here ya go, mister, nice shootin’.”

    Sam rocks on his heels, hands in his pockets. “Yeah, nice shootin’, Tex. Too bad you missed that last one. Damn shame.”

    Dean’s staring at Sam who’s grinning like the devil, and suddenly, he’s cracked wide open with a vicious happiness.

    He’s so gone on Sam, it ain’t funny no more.

    He shoves the bear at his brother. “Here you go, you can tell it all your hopes and dreams, just like a real girl.” Then he hides his chattering pieces by trying to smile, maybe it comes out right.

    “Think I’ll name it Dean, Jr.”

    “Think I’ll take you out back and shoot you.”

    “You’d miss, as you just demonstrated,” Sam says, poking at the bear’s belly. “It looks like you.”

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