There was a car sitting in one spot for a while that peeled off when I pointed at them.
I smelled urine on the back wall of the body truck.
I AM NOT ONE OF THESE SICK SHYTS!!!
They look like a we don't give a care culture.
There's trucks and cars all around. I just knocked on the back of the closed truck and figured out that there's people who have been through a lot.
I see prostitution all around me IN THEORY. I think I am royally spooked.
The cars all park near us, look on, and then pull off. It's like a thriller night version of a scary event. I now place myself in the place of someone in trouble.
I drove here. Firefighters are evil! Garbage collectors are evil! Police officers are evil! Truckers are evil! People in traffic control gear are evil and military personnel are evil. All of the aforementioned statements are true for they who prefer the lights off lifestyle.
All of the crew look like they're making deals on their phones or taking breaks as pimps. Pimps are handlers. The street theater reveals much.
Headlights on seems to have a meaning also.
This setup happens at WALMART. My ex-husband seemed extra excited about Walmart in Rocky Mount.
The paramedics are evil also. Everywhere that I see people is a spot for a real person in an ordeal. I started typing that everyone is evil after considering the kind practice of letting children sit at the wheel.
Pusha-T Exodus 23:1. That's the song playing and a direct reference to what this job is was referenced sometime around throwing a flag up. This job is a flagger's job and the contracts for these companies have a half payment to the employees. The overlap and familiar lifestyle is uncanny. I am sure that a similar parallel can be found in sports or even on Wall Street.
I think that someone has done evilly with this job before. If not, I think I need to pray anyway.
Blessings.
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