Michigan Gothic

You've heard stories about Old Thirty-Three East. You've never been able to find it, which is strange--roads don't just disappear. It was a major highway, for gods' sake. There should be an overgrown path, at least. Some traces of asphalt in the midst of the weeds. But apparently, it's just gone.

No one wants to talk about why they stopped using Old Thirty-Three East. The locals simply look away when you ask, and tell you that the new road is better. Safer. Takes you right out of town, all the way to the city. You better get going, now. Before the traffic turns bad.

     
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