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i drove west until gas ran out & the sky turned orange like it knew something i didn’t — the desert coughed up ghost motels, and i slept with the windows down because loneliness was warmer than the air.
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Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 11:52 AM UTC
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i drove west until gas ran out & the sky turned orange like it knew something i didn’t — the desert coughed up ghost motels, and i slept with the windows down because loneliness was warmer than the air.
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Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 11:52 AM UTC
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