{"sf1_id":230303,"sf2_id":"lmXMZP0n","title":"I Brake for Nobody!","author":"Terry Allen","words":110,"posted_at":"2011-03-13T07:24:00.000Z","tags":["Poetry","driving","prose"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/230303-i-brake-for-nobody","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/lmXMZP0n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e9/f0/e9f0fd55-648c-493f-8c71-55b340bee430","description":"","content":"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; I see you walking there, no, I don't care.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; I don't see the walker, or the stroller, not the limp, nor the cane.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; I couldn't care less if you're late for work, I think nothing of those that are in a rush to get home.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; I've never understood the concept of crosswalks. Nor have I considered the fact that road signs might apply to me.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMy Speedometer broke minutes after I bought my car. I've got more tickets than the City of Toronto, and the highway patrolman know me by name.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nMy name is Terry, and yes, my brakes are broken.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}