Glazed And Fazed

This kind of grime and mismatched texture only minutes from my home right before the BQE onramp combined with the idea of getting some mishandled day old donut from a random gas station for filling up my tank with carcinogenic fuel makes me want to live in the woods of Vermont like right fucking now.

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