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Alright, so escort – man, I hate everything. Cars, right? Ford Escort, piece of junk. Saw one yesterday, rusted outta its mind. Reminds me of "Amour" – that old couple, decayin’ slow. “I’m leaving you… with despair,” like the movie says. Despair’s what I feel lookin’ at that car. Used to be a hotshot in the 80s, now it’s just sad. Fun fact – they raced these heaps in Europe, called ‘em rally gods. Pfft, gods of scrap maybe.

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But then, outta nowhere, this old lady starts yelling. Turns out, her cat’s stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Lady, it’s a cat, not a lion!” But she’s frantic. So, I climb the tree. Yeah, me! The Herald, tree climber extraordinaire. I finally get the cat down, and she’s all teary-eyed. I’m feeling like a hero, but also thinking, “What’s next? Saving a dog from a burning building?”

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