Peculiarities.
Like most people.
This one amuses us.
Ever since he was born, things must be in a straight row. Not everything. Not all the time. Just, some things. Some of the time. Like his cars and trucks, and loaders and airplanes.
At the end of this day, these three were singled out from a long line of bumper-straight vehicles and given their own line.
Poised. As if newly gassed. Waxed.
Ready for the next day.
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