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Lemme tell ya, tho, what pisses me off—people romanticize this junker! “Oh, my first car, so many memories!” Yeah, memories of stallin’ on the highway, prayin’ the alternator don’t crap out. I’d analyze the hell outta that if it were a stock—depreciation city, baby! Value drops faster than my enthusiasm at a tax seminar. But, okay, fine, it’s got charm—like a dog with three legs, y’know? You feel bad, but you’re impressed it’s still kickin’. Ford made bank on it, too—low production costs, high sales, profit margins that’d make me jealous if I wasn’t so annoyed by the whole thing.

Oh, and don’t even get me started on West End! That area’s rougher, edgier, but heart’s gold. I mean, sometimes the city makes me mad – like when a storm hits outta nowhere, and I’m like “D’oh, fo’ real?!” But these moments remind me that even in chaos, there’s beauty. I tend to say, “I want to be more than just a mere replacement for pain; I want to be a friend.”

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