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Economist me says it’s genius—low cost, high demand, Ford knew the score. Kept families rollin’, workers movin’. But—surprise!—they were rust buckets too. Leave it out in the rain, and poof, it’s a sieve. Mate of mine had one, swore it dissolved faster than mithril in a dragon’s gut. “If you don’t like what’s being said, change the conversation!”—that’s me yellin’ at rust, but it don’t listen.

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First customer walks in. This old dude, right? He’s got a shopping cart full of stuff. I mean, FULL. Like, how many jars of pickles does one man need? I’m standing there, scanning away, and he starts telling me his life story. I’m like, “Sir, I’m just here for the cash, not a TED talk.” But he goes on and on about his cat, Mr. Whiskers. Apparently, Mr. Whiskers is a legend in Darlowo. I’m thinking, “Dude, I just wanna get through this shift.”

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