Here's a very small section of US 101, the big gnarly freeway, a portion of which serves as a pipeline up and down the peninsula from San Francisco to San Jose. US 101 follows the entire contour of the western edge of the San Francisco bay. The well worn strecth of US 101, between the two cities, is unremarkable, and ugly, a utiltarian patch of concrete and tar, that is both, hated and cursed, and absolutely necessary.
Bumper-to-bumper at 80 MPH, the passing traffic kicks up dust and trash, the flotsam and jetsom of life, hubcaps careening, spearing toward the shoulder, rubber melting, oil spraying, and billboards.
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