“Couldya fill it up with regular?” The man starts to pump it in and Rabbit gets out of the car and goes around to the back and asks, “How far am I from Brewer?” The farmer looks up with a look of curt distrust from listening to the gas gurgle. He lifts a finger. “Back up and take that road and it’s sixteen miles to the...
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