an ancient, rusted car in the heart of a desolate landscape. The world around it has withered, yet the car remains, the car now rests on four deflated tires. Its chrome grille has lost its lustre, and the paint has faded into a patchwork of rust and memories. The windshield is cracked like a spider’s web, a torn map, a pair of sunglasses, and a dried-up flower pressed against the glass. Vines and ivy are weaving through broken windows and snaking around the steering wheel. text on plate "AG 6103"
