Pull Over, Make Room.
It is my opinion that one should never stop caring about the sirens of an ambulance.
For those blaring howls are the songs and tunes of death itself. They scream at you to pull over, make room. Slow your vehicle. Stop reading your book. Look around you.
Watch.
Remember.
Someone somewhere is dying.
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