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I was walking along at a pretty good clip, a quarter of the way through my daily walk around the neighborhood when our paths crossed. Almost clear of the driveway, I caught, out of the corner of my eye, a sedan barreling my way. Its pilot blissfully unaware that I existed, her hair the same shade of blue as her car, she backed out onto the street probably thinking of a million things that she needed to accomplish that day……