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<strong>Last summer, we craved The Road.</strong> We set out from Tulsa and, over the course of two days, drove to Elk City and back, almost all the way on old, poured concrete. We saw a young couple and their pet chicken stop for a bathroom break; we flipped out over the windmills near Weatherford and Clinton, other-worldly in their mass and hugeness; we drank Oklahoma Syrah at a roadside winery and downed two six-packs of root beer from <a href="http://route66.com/" target="_blank">Pops</a> over the course of 350 miles. As we headed west, the horizon flattened, and the dirt showing through the bald spots along the road brightened to an impossible red. And we blasted the 4-60 air conditioner at the conclusion of two staggering sunsets, which we got to watch from start to finish, the second one playing out in the rearview mirror.