The camera remains still as the rusted gas station sign swings back and forth, creaking in the wind. Tumbleweeds roll slowly across the cracked concrete lot in the background. The atmosphere is lonely and abandoned, with the rhythmic sound of the sign providing a haunting soundtrack. Off-screen voiceover (all characters have their mouths closed, no one is speaking on screen): Voice: A deep, gr...
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