The Ballad of the Blistered Asphalt

The sun beat fiercely the black canvas of the road, each car a tiny scar etching its way across the surface. Miles stretched before like a ribbon of blackened skin, shimmering in the heat haze. Vehicles roared past, spitting smoke that hung heavy in the air. The asphalt itself seemed to groan under the weight, its previous shiny surface now a patch

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