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On the Road They drove the car as if they hadn’t boosted it from the driveway of some  mansion they’d knocked over, drove as if the trunk wasn’t full of top shelf stuff they could pawn for pennies on someone else’s dollars, as if there weren’t designer bags stuffed with watches, earrings, necklaces, jewelry, noContinue reading “VOICES FROM THE FIRE: Alan Catlin”