Hwy 97

Fourth of July. Meandering fields, tiring sun ablaze, warm rubber wheels rolling, America. We drive all day and night to see the fireworks hang over us, as the deer scatter in the distance. The red and white stripes rustle in the wind. A table is set, the pine tree sheds, as family we gather blissed out from warm air and whisky. Between the arches of the Golden Gate and the Deschutes County line, a highway rolls along and on…

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