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i watch the road and the sounds of the cars bellowing out far from us. every street past wendy road remains unlit. the darkness surrounding the bright windows makes me wonder about the people sitting alone in their house, paired with blankets or remote controls. the road goes further and trees are flying past. the eerily welcoming streetlights are face to face and we ride into the curves which are dark and aren't welcoming. we rely completely on the headlights because we can't see any of the road ahead, and the booming sounds of the music shake us from our seats.