A Song of Scorched Streets

The sun beat upon the black canvas of the road, each car a tiny scar etching its way across the surface. Miles stretched before like a ribbon of grime, shimmering in the heat haze. Cars roared past, spitting fumes that hung suffocatingly in the air. The asphalt itself seemed to groan under the weight, its once smooth surface now a patchwork of spli

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