last night, at a rest stop, on a dark west Texas highway, I found death and added him to speed-dial (which was useful in jinxing two speeders who apparently didn't know that it was night time).
a true Texas story of death, the highway, magick and speed.
ps: if you couldn't tell, Death uses a shitty AZN ripoff of the iPhone, which despite being made at a forced labor factory in Guangdong Province, The People's Republic of China, it actually drops less
calls and does not try to auto-correct Guangdong into something else....