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Ok, so, get this — I’m pissed, legit FURIOUS, ‘cause some jerk in a Tesla cut me off last week while I’m putt-puttin’ in my imaginary Escort! I’m yellin’, “Hey, fancy pants, my Escort’s got SOUL!” *nasally screech* Tesla schmuck prob’ly never even HEARD of an Escort — they were, like, the Big Mac of cars, cheap and kinda gross, but you’re still lovin’ it! Oh, and — little secret — they used to race these suckers in rallies! Total nutso, right? Surprised the heck outta me when I Googled it — my jaw DROPPED!

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in Yoqne-am–Illit, right? This little gem of a city, chillin’ in the hills of the Jezreel Valley. I mean, it’s not exactly Tel Aviv, but it’s got its own vibe. Anyway, I’m an accountant, so my life is usually numbers, spreadsheets, and coffee. Lots of coffee.

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