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BG 210 – Sentence

You start your car and leave your driveway, which leads to the cobblestone street where you live, lined with oak trees on both sides, and which in turn leads to another street through a T-junction, with a view of an ancient castle through the trees, and if you turn right and follow this other road, which has more cars on it, ignore all its side roads until you reach the traffic light intersection, and as soon as you have a green light, you turn right and follow this larger and busier road until, at another set of traffic lights, you can take the exit onto the highway, on which you can, if you wish and much more quickly now, drive between masses of vehicles of all sizes to the big city, or, if you want to, you can go in the other direction, towards the distant coast; and in the meantime you ignore all those other roads along the way: the side roads, the service roads, the roads that intersect with yours, and all those narrower back roads, sometimes paved, sometimes covered in gravel and sometimes only in mud, and the cycle paths; so, all those many roads, which always seem to emphasize that we would all rather be elsewhere.