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After fifteen minutes, he started the car.

Lars stared at the words. It was true. Ever since his wife left in November, he’d been driving aimlessly in the dark hours. No destination. No conversation. Just him, the frozen road, and the hum of the tires. autocom sverige

Lars hesitated. Then, instead of pressing the button, he did something the software didn’t expect. He went back inside, brewed two cups of strong coffee, and carried one out to the garage. He sat in the passenger seat—the one that had been empty for months—and drank his coffee in silence. After fifteen minutes, he started the car