Fantastic! It's like a story. You're walking in the quiet field, then you see an old abandoned car and wonder how it got there, and then you see the eerie sky and trees bending down around you. Really great!
...when we was kids, a friend lived by a junk yard, we used to play in them old cars for hours, until we smelled 'cukes anyhow, I remembering imagining the stories those old forgotten heaps of metal could tell if they could speak...and I live across the road from a junkyard to this day, prolly' has nothing to do with anything...
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