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Ghost Road Ride

An old, weathered car sits under a starlit sky, its headlights cutting through the night like ghostly eyes. Joshua trees loom, gnarled and twisted, around this scene of a journey paused, waiting for a driver who may never return. A road to nowhere, or perhaps to everywhere.

Other Worlds — Ghost Road Ride

An old, weathered car sits under a starlit sky, its headlights cutting through the night like ghostly eyes. Joshua trees loom, gnarled and twisted, around this scene of a journey paused, waiting for a driver who may never return. A road to nowhere, or perhaps to everywhere.