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"thrum" Definitions
  1. to sound with a monotonous hum
  2. to play or pluck a stringed instrument idly : STRUM
  3. to play (something, such as a stringed instrument) in an idle or relaxed manner
  4. to recite tiresomely or monotonously
  5. the monotonous sound of thrumming
  6. a fringe of warp threads left on the loom after the cloth has been removed
  7. a tuft or short piece of rope yarn used in thrumming canvas
  8. BIT, PARTICLE
  9. a hair, fiber, or threadlike leaf on a plant
  10. to furnish with thrums : FRINGE
  11. to insert short pieces of rope yarn or spun yarn in (a piece of canvas) to make a rough surface or a mat which can be wrapped about rigging to prevent chafing

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166 Sentences With "thrum"

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You felt the joy of the music's thrum and jangle.
It is hard to talk above the thrum of machines.
The thrum of the engine took me somewhere near sleep.
Like, in the mornings, there's this persistent thrum of good vibes.
At other times, Mr. Trump's rallies thrum with barely suppressed violence.
It spins so fast I can hear it thrum through the air.
The other form, the "thrum," has a short pistil and long anthers.
It was a quiet thrill when I felt it thrum through my feet.
It's hard not to let that swelling thrum of compassion wash over you.
With the aggressive push forward, though, comes the persistent thrum of ethical qualm.
My successes were his successes, and his stories thrum in every word I write.
The bass notes have an almost guitar-like thrum, percussive and liquid at once.
Frequent blasts of a lifeguard whistle punctuated the steady thrum of crashing surf. Lunchtime.
Their roaring is silent; all we hear is the thrum of an electronic score.
Lay a hand on the gearshift and relish the sad thrum of an undernourished motor.
After a car accident, only the driver can learn from his mistake, Thrum points out.
The severe black-tiled room is often filled with the soft thrum of reggae music.
That had been over a month ago now, he realized with a thrum of anxiety.
Slowly, the Alan Kurdi chugged east, rudder shaft whining, the engine beating a steady thrum.
"I'm going to work high," she sings, accompanied by the tense thrum of an acoustic guitar.
There was no thrum to the Spanish attack, and little purpose until late in the match.
"Utopia" actually sounds like a place—a quiet, enchanted ecosystem with a constant thrum of activity.
But in her hands, they become precious artifacts rich with alluring details and thrum with inner life.
In response, Moore and Sedwards settled into complementary thrum, verging their dialogue and outlining the song's harmony.
Not even the thrum of the city can displace the ache of loneliness left by her youth.
Look at a photo of this room and you can practically hear the thrum of an air conditioner.
The black, pre-dawn water is "dark, marbled, veiny," and Simon and his two friends thrum with life.
The thrum of anxiety about money became an alarm in 2014 when Mendoza unexpectedly became pregnant at 43.
It is very brief, a few seconds long, and silent, except for the wild thrum of the needle.
Ricardo was visiting Los Angeles from San Diego, the thrum of a music festival pumping through his veins.
When I turn on the engines, I hear the familiar thrum as the ship effortlessly speeds out into space.
But Ms. Bordelon's staging lacks the sustained thrum of anxiety required to justify the play's climactic eruption into violence.
But how to communicate that visceral sense of sweat and thrum and poetry via the cool medium of television?
This will lessen those hills and valleys of energy throughout the day and create more of a steady thrum.
Then I felt, as the seconds passed, that some tiny skein of aggression in its heart was starting to thrum.
Sweat distorted the air before Shockie's eyes in the suffocating cabin of the PCO, with its thrum of phone voices.
Though there are photographs in which the field looks empty of the birds, the photographs still thrum with their spirit.
But every so often we hear — and feel — a sonic thrum that suggests something ineffable emerging from this mechanical process.
It's the thrum of bloodlust, and it's the sort of thing which didn't and doesn't just happen on its own.
Old American attitudes about who belongs in our cities and towns and who does not also thrum beneath these stories.
You had to shout to be heard over the low-pitched thrum of the generator heating water in the boiler.
They improvised the first track, "Between Two Worlds," which stretches out gently on plucked strings before easing into a disquieting thrum.
She designed the experiment to see if the thrum of these DBS devices would calm area 25 and relieve their despair.
But his evocative renderings of animal flesh also thrum with formerly pulsing life, giving them a kind of tragic, empathic power.
So, dead she feigned until he stopped, until the crowd dispersed, until all she could hear was the thrum of her heart.
As interpreted by Mr. Cunanan, with lots of royal trumpet mushrooms and a steady thrum of Calabrian chiles, it is startlingly good.
It is of a magnitude that effectively shuts down the city's social thrum for the evening; it also shuts down the Met.
The thrum of the crowd taking a kind of form in your mind, an "OhhhhEaaahhh" or an "O-O-A-EH," perhaps.
"Raspy and tinny," he might say, or "base, with an ejaculated thrum," as if he were describing a vintage bottle of Bordeaux.
Downtown, along the harbor, historic Thames Street is densely lined with shops, restaurants and bars that thrum with tourists throughout the summer.
Thanks in part to this constant thrum of pro-Duterte messaging, the president has maintained an approval rating of more than 80 percent.
Tracks murmur and thrum or surge and palpitate, flush with bleary murk and melodic curlicues reminiscent of earthen atmosphere and galactic ascent alike.
It was a telltale sign of exertion, of a man leaking energy rather than gaining it from the thrum of his cheering crowds.
At times in the performance, he drew out delicate tufted staccato notes; at other moments, he had the juicy thrum of an accordion.
There's the neon-lit streets and constant thrum of the J-pop soundtrack that make it feel like you're wandering through a music video.
Only a few workers remain in Al-Karam Square, a cavernous building that used to thrum with flex-fitters, steel-workers and laser-printers.
Yet, when the speakers embedded in the walls and floors raise their volume, the cave will thrum the sternum with the pulse of bass.
"Inside Outside," with its bright, glowing colors against the subdued tones of the lozenge interiors and the black ground, emits a continuous, soothing thrum.
I felt a visceral thrum of gratitude for what still exists, for what has to be fought for, while it still can be beheld.
Though it's set on a busy road, the airy patio decked with contemporary art is a calming oasis that shields you from the thrum.
I followed the Upper Road to the gate Bill had shown me and as I stood before it, I heard a hummingbird thrum past.
Cut out along the edges into forms evocative of Kara Walker's silhouettes, Whyte's drawing depicts a flailing man in a thrum of faceless people.
Given that some of Voigt's career highlights lean toward the serene, it's easy to forget the intense thrum that provides a solid base to GAS.
Or more simply, look at the thrum of minute-by-minute Twitter commentary that now shapes how any news event or TV show is received.
I also liked STAR MAP, GOSH DARN (I am fairly sure that the clue "Frickin'" has never been used before), CODE RED, THRUM and DAMSELS.
But the denial of art represented by the text panels is undermined, to my eye, by the thrum of the human activity that created them.
Sometimes there's the amplified ticking of a clock, a bursting heartbeat, a mismatched thrum of tentacular chords or a brass fanfare sliding into sinister dissonance.
But the Hy Project sound is more of a low hum and thrum, with an oscillation that increases in frequency along with the car's speed.
The thrum of the thing is massive, varied and thick — the noise of the city, a paranoid score, and sometimes you even hear the dialogue.
"Wiener's storytelling mode is keen and dry, her sentences spare — perfectly suited to let a steady thrum of dread emerge," our critic Jennifer Szalai writes.
But thousands of others will wake up like I did the morning after my assault: with the thrum of panic, the sense that they've been stolen.
Sitting on Thompson's front porch swinging their legs to the thrum of the guitar, it's easy to see how music can overwrite the toughest of days.
Yet I came away haunted by a scattering of sights and sounds—above all, by the recitations of the limbless man, which thrum with genuine yearning.
I still hear the hiss of hundreds of bombs being dropped from B-193s, the roar of artillery barrages and the thrum of the helicopter rotors.
Thanks to the menacing and frequently terrifying score from Portishead's Geoff Barrow and composer Ben Salisbury, there's a foreboding thrum under every shot of the workplace.
So it's no surprise that the daily thrum of LAX has been affected—disrupted, even—by the advent of ride-hail companies like Uber and Lyft.
Black Sabbath and Napalm Death poignantly depict the negative energy that industrial life instills, but Godflesh is a direct recreation of the factory and its indifferent thrum.
THE MELLOW thrum of the Toyota Prius is to the streets of Ulaanbaatar what the screech of brakes and honk of horns is to New York: omnipresent.
Now together for over three decades, Rick Smith and Karl Hyde's galvanizing, progressive electro thrum has served as a template for a generation of aspiring synth scribes.
I could feel nothing beyond the hammering in my wrists and neck, the freezing sweat that burst out on my forehead, the swishing thrum in my ears.
One Friday afternoon near the end of the campaign, exhausted from the constant thrum of news, Ms. Nuzzi said she inadvertently fell asleep at her kitchen table.
"It's reminded me how hospitable and friendly we are," she said amid the thrum of sidewalk buskers, carousing Europeans and start-up volleyball games on Copacabana Beach.
It was like the insistent thrum of a V-Twin: want, want, want, want ...Except that it was my two-wheelin' heart, a beatin' a seduced rhythm.
The thrum coming from one percussionist's steady strike on one of the ropes merged with long-held saxophone and bassoon pitches, creating a wondrously active drone texture.
Because no one explicitly died, our anchor was absence and grief, two aching human sentiments that thrum through every scene and every tortured character coping day by day.
Cornell's other contribution to the Singles soundtrack is this devastating ballad of loneliness and heartbreak — just the chiming thrum of a 12-string guitar and that singular voice.
"It's the best system in the world, and it's definitely worth defending," Mr. Caddey said over the steady thrum of a mixer preparing feed for his 0003 cows.
That could be the thrum of an engine, the note being tuned on a guitar or the slight differences apparent when you move your hand in different ways.
In the sounds we encounter on a day-to-day basis—splashing water, creaking floorboards, chattering voices, the thrum of mechanized cleaning equipment—there's both terror and bliss.
I'm not sure what that means either, but it's a great read, which infuses a prosaic life with a steady, thrum of apocalyptic dread that heightens the senses.
Highway Number 3, a tributary to the busy Yangon-Mandalay Highway, bisects the township; in the monastery monks and laypeople alike meditate to the constant thrum of passing traffic.
The album was made entirely with sampled sounds produced by a Whirlpool washing machine in the basement of their Baltimore home: sloshes, beeps and pings, a dull polyrhythmic thrum.
Undoubtedly Held's most-seen work, the undulating glass mosaic "Passing Though" at the Lexington Avenue-53rd Street subway station, is a joyously fractal expression of New York's unyielding thrum.
Amongst all the destruction and despair, and the ongoing lack of power and water, Puerto Rico continues to thrum with the life force that has sustained it for centuries.
This is the life-blanching landscape of your most anxious nightmares, where death waits in the shadows, a feeling underscored by the pulsing thrum of Eric Sleichim's sound design.
The thrum of the machines continued all night, frosting the tidy base village and piling more promising accumulations on the hills as the conditions, dipping to 11 degrees, improved.
My relationship with Sara had a low-slung thrum of beer, cigarettes and the kind of quotidian familiarity we think of as exclusive to long-term mates, or possibly siblings.
Its fans will spin at a low thrum a lot of the time and sometimes kick up to a louder whine, depending on how many browser tabs I have open.
On "Rama Rama," a sitar's thrum is matched with gentle waves of synthesizer, the kind of juxtaposition between old and new that gives much of this music an uncanny feel.
Its cramped mezzanine, where daily life should thrum, precludes the sort of bars and restaurants that have made the terraces at Grand Central a destination and heartbeat of the neighborhood.
They had what amounted to a blood feud which is, again, defined by sound: every clip of them wrestling around this time has the same heart-palpitating thrum to it.
Usually, it is a low-thrum affair, but there are sometimes major strikes, such as the 85033 Khobar Towers attack in Saudi Arabia, in which 19 U.S. airmen were killed.
The couple moved there from London earlier this year, attracted, like all the artists who flee the English capital to Berlin, by the city's artsy thrum and (still relatively) cheap rents.
At Brooklyn Bridge Park, you may sup on a scoop of Ample Hills' Ooey Gooey Butter Cake while watching the helicopters thrum across the cityscape like parents at the adjacent playgrounds.
On "Guts" Nguyen's woodsy voice pops and skips as she repeats "You know I'm so easy to find / You won't come get your girl" while Regina Spektor-esque keys thrum behind.
Since 2015, when the foundation's headquarters opened in the East End neighborhood of Haggerston, the former Victorian-era stables have housed 12 artist's studios that thrum with activity day and night.
The varieties of wounds, the constant low roar of injured, maimed and dying men, the thrum of helicopters bringing in still more wounded men, at times it almost became too much.
The Vibe The streets to the north and south, along with Sixth Avenue, Fifth Avenue, Broadway and Park Avenue South, thrum with noise and traffic; the side streets are more peaceful.
Each of the wooden dome's hexagonal panels is covered with a tangle of wires, cameras, and connectors, and a steady thrum emanates from the rows of computers that surround the hulking structure.
Yet despite a steady thrum of news and rumors since then—including a spate of last-minute stories—no one outside the company and its creators has known exactly what the plan is.
Both that work and "The Children" thrum with awareness of the stubborn myopia that lets comfortable people stay comfortable by refusing to acknowledge, even to themselves, the big-picture impact of their actions.
Immediately after that gruesome death scene, Lynch cuts to a telephone pole with a number on it (last seen in the film, I believe), with wires emitting still more ominous static and thrum.
She spends much of her time in Naypyidaw, the cloistered, largely empty Myanmar capital that was built by the generals to remove themselves from the thrum of life in Yangon, the nation's largest city.
As Erdogan aided and abetted Hamas and Hezbollah, all the while conducting low-thrum hostilities against Israel, President Obama drew him close — very publicly elevating the would-be caliph as his ally and adviser.
The tight control exerted by the consortium has largely insulated emoji from the anarchic thrum of creativity that characterizes the trade of memes and GIFs, which flame in and out of being at dizzying speeds.
He had to sense the underpinnings of his popularity crumbling as the war approached that would tie America's fate to that of Europe once again and eclipse rustic romance with the thrum of heavy industry.
For me its deepest attraction is timbral—the way the full quartet's evolved harmonies and pizzicato comping flex against Lassana Diabaté's deep-tinkling balafon and flesh out the funky thrum of Mamadou Kouyaté's bass ngoni.
Then John Williams's classic two-note thrum — the one now recognized around the world as the harbinger of scary things to come, the one that increasingly seems like the soundtrack of life — filled the air.
Winderen also wants visitors to think about their own sonic footprint, all the sounds produced by a human life, from a single click on a laptop key to the deafening thrum of a plane engine.
Our fierce, collective ambition — our determination to be the "best," however you define the word — contributes not only to the city's thrum (and everyday brutalities), but is also responsible for the excessiveness of our output.
The NON collective co-founder adopts the sci-fi thrum of techno and electro's most aggressive corners from the first bar, and maintains that unrelenting intensity over the track's entire three-and-a-half minutes.
After this expository introduction, electric guitars thrum onto the soundtrack and O-Ei tells us that what she loves is to walk the busy bridge at the center of the city and watch people go by.
It's so spare and bleak that it took me a lot longer than a week to notice that Elverum had laid a forthrightly bassy thrum underneath his finger-brushed acoustic guitar, arting death up after all.
Which is curious, because the component recordings are just the sounds of everyday life: there's the thrum of a lawnmower (or maybe a helicopter), and later squeaking rubber, like the sole of a shoe on hardwood.
Reichl doesn't need the unlimited purse strings of Condé Nast to have a good time, and neither do her readers: The air was filled with the soft melodic thrum of French, its cadence a kind of music.
His words speak of the mysteries and potential of a late night and the music––spare and elegant; an immaculate, impenetrable surface––speaks of the frazzled sheen of those hours, the thrum of sex in the air.
There was the deep thrum of disco and all who sailed in her, but it wouldn't be until 1994 that Beth Jordache would shock the UK by having the first daytime TV kiss with the family nanny.
Or is music something inherent to existence, reverberating in the thrum of the universe's own never-ending song, pulsing under the surface of the reality we see around us, bursting forth unchecked from the founts of creativity?
Rendered in more high fidelity realms, these creepy, crawly tracks become even more impactful than they might have otherwise been—the clear and constant thrum of an acoustic guitar giving the instrumental passages an unsettling sleepwalking energy.
The sounds that thrum through the tracks were recorded in abandoned environments—partly because they provide her with more interesting acoustics, partly because she got used to them growing up near a naval base in Alameda, California.
Here was bustle and thrum, hustle and flow, everything he had spent the better part of his life recoiling from, concealing himself instead in the heart of the country, leading a small life among other small lives.
Its unique setting, beautiful environments and and some of its more developed characters are all appealing in their own rights, but its even better when Horizon uses these elements to produce a sort of ongoing thrum of mystery.
They were invited to take a break from the hum and thrum of the conference in an oasis-inspired lounge—while these influencers chilled out, Facebook reps were on hand to educate them about the company's video features.
Guest stars could be killed off, and Kolchak could live on, burdened with the existential horror that all was not as it seemed, that the day-to-day thrum of life carried within it something unspeakable and brutal.
BRASÍLIA — The mercantile thrum at the Posto da Torre begins at daybreak with a rush of motorcycle deliverymen and taxi drivers who come to fill their tanks with gas, and their bellies with warm puffs of cheesy bread.
Now the brilliant blue skyline is punctuated with red cranes, and Denver's soundtrack includes the steady thrum of power drills operated by hard-hatted construction workers who are putting up office buildings and housing at a feverish pace.
It pulses with a rhythm that prompts a woman on a custodial crew in Olympic Park to thrum on a garbage can lid to music only she can hear as an elevator sweeps her off the ground floor.
The crowd had thinned a bit since the race had begun—the MAGA-hatted bros seemed to have mostly retreated to the stands to swill more Natural Light and cheer on the rhythmic thrum of the race itself.
These are soaked overnight, longer in winter and shorter in summer, and ground first with fresh parsley and onion, then with a dozen "secret" spices, the most forthright among them coriander, anise and cayenne, for a thrum of heat.
Although we were at the opposite end of the house and on the first floor, I could sense the big dinner party, the thrum and vibration of company and cooking and coming and going around a big crowded table.
Ema kam is the background thrum in jasha maroo, a soup red-orange like a late stage of sunset, with a lacy veil of fat on the surface and diced chicken and crushed garlic and ginger in its depths.
Nor did I often encounter Madame, although I did spot her on many mornings, seated at the head of an empty dining table, a Chinese cast iron teapot at her hands, the thrum of Tchaikovsky concertos muffled by old, lace drapes.
Wandering through this book, we can smell the hyacinth that bloomed on the poet's windowsill in winter, hear the thrum of hummingbird wings, smell the cooking odors from the kitchen and imagine Dickinson pruning, staking, digging — and listening and watching.
The future is being built in the small spaces in the hearts of dying cities, places where innovation can take hold and whispers of the future are heard, unhindered by the low thrum of lawnmowers cutting grass bare feet will never feel.
You are a witness to the manifold difficulties of its odyssey — the complicated logistics, the thrum of menace and the tedious waiting, captured in very rough visuals — though, oftentimes, you wish that the filmmakers included more about the actual nuts-and-bolts arrangements.
No doubt, they imagined senators sitting silently — uninterrupted by the thrum of digital inputs on electronic devices or the demands of a 24-hour cable television news cycle — through hours of presentations, and then delivering a well-reasoned verdict at the conclusion.
To some extent it can teach you to appreciate the irksome chaos and noise that led to the original yearning for silence—to realise that just as there can be inner tumult in silence, so there can be tranquillity in the thrum of activity.
Here in this adaptation of Havana, where the thrum of the old country persists, proposed zoning changes have led the National Trust for Historic Preservation to place a portion of Little Havana on its list of America's 11 Most Endangered Historic Places for 2015.
United Nations Memo From her 12th-floor corner office overlooking the thrum of Manhattan's East 20nd Street, Joanne Ou, a Taiwanese diplomat, can catch a glimpse of the motorcades ferrying foreign leaders to the United Nations General Assembly meeting a few blocks to the east.
It seems more likely congressional Republicans will wait and see, and cling to the increasingly small hope that Trump will be exonerated, or that somehow the steady thrum of scandal abates and they can get on with whatever it was they thought they could accomplish.
After many weeks at a low thrum, Ru seemed to be back over the weather this week (or at least back on his Express Scripts plan), as he flirted and flitted about the room, spilling aphorisms and gay slang like an overfilled martini glass.
Four of the posse's members live in Dreamland Villa, a quiet spot on a weekday afternoon, disturbed only by the thrum of a thousand air-conditioning units, and the purring of a lone golf cart carrying an old man in swimming trunks, still wet from the pool.
All the while, your existential crises and personal issues thrum on, the sound of your own negative thought spirals getting louder and more distracting until they crescendo into a deafening— At which point you attempt to slay your sadness by sending a text to your closest friends.
Each bout left me fatigued and with a somehow deeper sense of loss than the one I'd carried into it, so that I was in a constant low thrum of agony, a melancholy so deep it would take every ounce of my strength to rise out of bed the next morning.
I sensed Caselden, towering over the group, snaking through our mats, at times shaking another percussive, wooden instrument — but I quickly lost track of his actions, as the thick thrum of the dozen or so metal strings filled the enclosed space and wormed into my ears, the sustained notes eventually fogging my mind.
At sunset, he sat on the hillside listening to the thrum emanating from the creches and watched the yawning light bend over an alien horizon, no more alien than him and all of them, the first of their kind or the adjacent kind of humanity to set foot on such a world.
The song itself came out of a night in Gary, Indiana, another frost-bitten Midwestern city; he'd been driving around to cope with the sober insomnia, and in the midst of the thrum of the factories, he "was struck by the grace of the industrial work lights, twinkling through the mist," he wrote.
Incumbent members of Congress who would have once run for re-election on their own records and value to the district now race to the right or left to accommodate the demands of activist voters keyed up on immigration or impeachment or whatever is causing the deepest electric thrum to vibrate through the electorate.
Tesla's cool culminated in a raucous, rock-n-roll spectacular at its semi-truck reveal in late 2017, when to the pulsating thrum of the Beastie Boys' "Sabotage," CEO Elon Musk staged the greatest "Just one more thing" moment in high-tech history and rolled out the new Roadster, to a crowd that went completely bonkers.
At one moment, they present four minutes of unadulterated washing machine action, which on its face could be as base and boring as the sheer academic exercises that precede them in this field, but out of these moments are eruptions of mechanical noise and screeching metal—bursts of ecstasy and metaphorical laughter amid the thrum of Internet-era distractions.
Cities provide an accidental global network of ad hoc laboratories to test this question: Office towers the world over are fabricated from the same glass panels and steel beams, night skies are illuminated by the same artificial lights, auditory landscapes thrum with the noise of the same cars, food waste comes from the same KFCs and Subways.
Somehow the road map does nothing to dissipate the impact of the moment when the rolling thrum of guitars that dominates the first half of "Proud Mary" gives way to horns blasting out that melodic line, and the mental image of Turner spinning in tight circles, wig ablur, arms tutted out like twin cranes, tassels floating away from her body, arrives.
He's got delicate locks reminiscent of permed G-funk legend DJ Quik and a street-hardened perspective he says was inspired by 1993's Bangin' on Wax; and, though his sound lacks the narcotized thrum of young Hit Mob producers (and cousins) Ron-Ron or AceTheFace, its smooth, orange synth lines and skittering hi-hats evoke a contemporary take on G-funk's sun-bleached menace.
The coat girl made a fuss over William—the host, too, clapping him on the back—and by the time he finally made his way to the bar the whole restaurant seemed aware of his presence, a certain background thrum of people whispering, maybe trying to take a picture with a phone held low, darting a look at him, then staring off into the middle distance.
My music cannot be muted or dimmed, it cannot be labelled, disciplined, contained by manicured hedges, my music is the untamed wilderness of the soul, the rebar that holds up the skyscrapers of your city is my music, watch out, your city will crumble to rubble without it, but don't worry, it wasn't much to begin with, that place you called home with its measling river, its rusty bridges, there's a carnival in the meadow of the old floodplain, cotton candy and whirligig lights and the racket rising up from the carrousel is my music, old guys fishing along the breakwater, coffee can half full of fat, wriggling night crawlers— that worm-thrum, that earth-mouth-echo is my music.
But we can't think about this long, because quite suddenly it's six years later, and there's a man Leah can't quite call a boyfriend, a co-worker who might be an inspiring friend or just a crazy boss and a shared apartment that's more like a hostage situation — the dynamics of money and power searing through the indolence and indecision of our young heroine — and then, wait, it's 10 years later and she's married — no, wait, leaving her husband — and learning the news that the co-worker, her old boss, someone with whom Leah hasn't been in contact much but has left an indelible, or maybe ephemeral, influence on her, is dead, and she flies out for the funeral — no, she is fleeing her suddenly violent husband — or to collect an inheritance or to visit her old stamping grounds — pausing for a roll in the hay with someone now occupying her old apartment — and the book keeps moving like this, in all directions but in a knife-sharp line, with quiet commentary by Leah's deceased boss — an accident, no, maybe suicide — and the thrum of the shiny and daring automobile of the title.

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