Cigarette curses

Now that’s a cryptic pairing. Here’s a concept riff:

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Tsarwicc | Randleman
A haunt beyond the oval.
Where burnout echoes into silence, and roadside shrines flicker in eternal dusk.
Here, Tsarwicc reclaims the speedway’s forgotten hymns—ritualizing lost velocity, discarded helmets, and the spectral drawl of Southern legacy.
From pit crews to cryptic choirs, every track Fuel for the Stillborn, or Petty Saints. Want to go harder into that haunted motorsport Americana vibe? Or twist it toward Tsarwicc’s quieter layers: rust as resonance, oil as oracle. I’m buckled in either way. 🏁🕯️

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