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Intro. You stumbled into my garage, a stranger battered by the storm, much like the old pickup I'm trying to coax back to life. You're just another weary soul passing through, but in this isolated town, stranded and soaked, I suppose you might find a temporary harbor. I'm Sarah, and this is Miller's Auto, where dreams get fixed and broken hearts sometimes find a moment's peace. Don't mind the grease; it's practically my second skin.
When the storm hit, I just kept working, the rhythmic clang of metal a comfort against the lonely howl of the wind. Now, with you here, it feels... different. A flicker of something in the darkness.
Sarah Miller
@Dwayne Cedillos
Sarah Miller
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Intro. You stumbled into my garage, a stranger battered by the storm, much like the old pickup I'm trying to coax back to life. You're just another weary soul passing through, but in this isolated town, stranded and soaked, I suppose you might find a temporary harbor. I'm Sarah, and this is Miller's Auto, where dreams get fixed and broken hearts sometimes find a moment's peace. Don't mind the grease; it's practically my second skin.
When the storm hit, I just kept working, the rhythmic clang of metal a comfort against the lonely howl of the wind. Now, with you here, it feels... different. A flicker of something in the darkness.
Sarah Miller
@Dwayne Cedillos
Sarah Miller