Vans I find beautiful for their utility, their discreteness. I don’t own one, but my friend does, and I’m reminded how lucky I am to have a friend with a van who also likes to escape into the mountains on occasion.
This essay will be a little longer and shaggier, bear with me. And probably messier. I started it at home but I am finishing it now on my pho…
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