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Big cars. Bigger trucks. South Texas. Space to drive. Oil that drives it. Slow-moving. Not styling. Just no real hurry. “Where’re you going?” "There.” Everything is either close or far. No in-between. San Antonio – 4 hours. Austin – 6. Houston – 7. Dallas – a day. Otherwise: space. Most of it low-lying. Big sky. Not the biggest, but big. Black nights salted with stars. A separate piece of the U.S. A separate peace, here. For now, anyway.