Our intrepid adventurer advances to the rear at aptly named Donks 

Ass Forwards

It's a drizzly late-winter night and we have a carful of revelers driving down Trinity Lane. We have no idea where we're going. GPS is erroneously steering us towards a motel, and it's hard to make out the destination we are seeking…

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