Jam Nightmare

The city throbbs with a fury only known to drivers trapped in an gridlock nightmare. Cars crawl like nailed-down turtles, their exhausts blaring {inanger. The air is thick with the smell of fuel and the sound of people yelling in a symphony of frustration. Hours bleed into minutes, with no sign of r
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