From the fresh coast deep into dry, salty and earthy continent... Distinctive boundaries of The Mojave Desert. You can hear noisy sizzle of morning dryness of the air, bored to death. Divine carcasses of pre-September 11 airplanes entering the scrapheap... Great business deal though.
Local teenagers are getting ready for Junkyard Mega Wars at the bar. Who wants cheap but ice cold Corona beer? Blond American lolitas are giggling in queue for push up bras with gelatinous boobs mini-implants, heavy makeup and fake long eyelashes. All excited for the last desert race tonight. Perpetual search for being high on sugar, on drugs, on porn. America - mega sugar-cult in the noisy sizzle of the desert...
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