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Cosmic dust or space junk, it all burns the same

Sometimes a driver dies in his truck. And not in some crash on some highway. But dies in his sleep. At some truck stop. And maybe he’s not found for four or five days. After he stops calling his wife. After he fails to deliver his load. And really nobody’s in a hurry to find him. A wife looking for her husband. A company looking for its load. His truck passed four or five times a day by an employee emptying the trash.