I got really excited about rubber last year. I read a lot of books about it and bought a little rubber tree. When I was driving from Nashville to New York with my partner, I began noticing all the blown out tires on the side of the interstate. Once we got pretty close to New York, I decided to take one of them home with us. We pulled over and I dragged an enormous tire to the car and put it in the trunk. I threw a couple of smaller pieces in for good measure. We began driving again. I hadn’t anticipated the strength of the fumes. We almost passed out. When we got to the place we were staying in upstate New York that night, I had to secretly ditch the tire in the hotel dumpster. I kept the small pieces though. This is one of them.
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