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Miles of empty highway stretch ahead, but this patch of gravel just off the shoulder is the perfect place to pull over and stretch your legs. The silence is immense, broken only by the wind scouring the sand. You step out and the heat hits you like a wall. No cell service, no other cars in sight—just the endless, quiet desert, waiting for you to notice the small lizard darting between the creosote bushes.