The old man has traveled far. Crossing and recrossing the world. He seeks wonders and miracles and sometimes finds horrors. He collects these little miracles for all to hear, but he's yet to find what he needs. He travels the roads still. His ancient ford clad in meteoric iron humphs along. There is only one light working so at night it looks as if the car is winking. The old man has far to go.
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