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unmarked white vans
“Look,” said Spring [1], “over there.”
“What?”
“There,” she said, pointing out the car window. “There's another one.”
“Another what?” I asked, stealing glances as I drove.
“An unmarked white van.” Sure enough, there was an unmarked white van. “And
look, there's another one,” she said, pointing elsewhere. Yup, another
unmarked white van.
In fact, once you become in tuned to white vans, you can't but help to see
them; they're everywhere! Over the course of a few miles we must have
identified nearly a dozen of them in the area. Mysterious. White. Unmarked.
Hard to see the drivers.
I wonder if it's some sort of … you know …
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