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#1 The sun hangs low over the rolling fields of Missouri, casting a golden hue across the endless sea of hay. Each blade sways in rhythm with the warm June breeze, shimmering like waves on a quiet ocean. The scent of fresh-cut grass lingers in the air, mingling with the earthy perfume of rich soil and summer heat. In the distance, a red barn stands like an old friend watching over the land, its paint chipped from years of sun and storm. Fence posts lean gently along the edges of the pasture, and beyond them, rows of corn reach skyward, green and proud. The hay moves in gentle sweeps, rustling softly like whispers between old trees. It's a simple scene—honest, humble—but in its motion, there's poetry. The kind that speaks of hard work, deep roots, and the quiet beauty of a life lived close to the land. OR #2 The "field" was less field and more forgotten truckstop, half-swallowed by weeds and time. A rusted sign, barely clinging to its pole, read *“Big Pete’s Pit Stop”...