He gives a sigh and tastes the air. He gives another half assed push and wonders at the amount of miles before him. All around it's desolate and in the moonlight the dessert takes an almost purple tone that, without a trace, of life extends to a distant blurry horizon. He turns to lean against the car while lighting a cigarette, rolling his head
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