I blew a tire on Commonwealth Avenue. Got a little too close to a curb. I was across the street from two tire stores, which was lucky, but I’m not excited to be buying a new tire. Cars are full of sudden expenses.
Now that the kid is technically a grown up, she can split some of this stuff. I was dropping her off at work, like I do, so she’ll be chippin…
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