Mine is a truck possessed by mischievous spirits.
While driving my '99 Ford Ranger, my windshield wipers suddenly come on for no reason and copious amounts of washer fluid are squirted nonstop over my windshield. Consequently, I can't see to drive. My window is now squeaky clean, but that doesn't help me get to the studio.
Fortunately, there is a Ford dealership within walking distance and I expect to get my truck back sometime today. After the exorcism. But until then, there is no new Art to be seen here. Sorry.
Technical difficulties.
Please stand by.
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