Is it the shoes?
March 25th 2007 An hour east of Reno, the desert is a symphony of brown, everything in tones of tan, rust, and coffee. I have long dreamed of driving The Loneliest Road in America, and it doesn't disappoint. We thought Route 95 north of Vegas was lonely, but we were constantly getting stuck behind slow vehicles. Here on Route 50, there's nothing to get stuck behind, and nothing to stop you from passing if you did
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