At the DMV, everyone was waiting, waiting, waiting for something we should have had in hand. Efficiency. Access. Civility. Rights. Something that shouldn't seem so far away.
All the while, a state trooper stood behind our freckled clerk, not looking at the crowd. He was making jokes and playing with a figurine: a small pink pig with wings.
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