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Oh, funny story – mate of mine swore his Escort was cursed. Said it stalled every Tuesday, like clockwork. “The hum stops,” he’d say, quotin’ the film without knowin’ it. Turned out the twit never changed the oil! Laughed my arse off – chaos finds the dumb ones. Another tidbit: Escort XR3i, sporty lil’ number, had folks stealin’ ‘em left and right in the ‘80s. Crime wave, baby! Bet I could’ve nicked one and blamed Heimdall.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I mean, like, torrential downpour. I’m soaked in seconds. I’m cursing the weather gods, like, “Really? You couldn’t wait five minutes?” I duck into a café on Calle 65. It’s cozy, and the coffee? Ugh, life-saver. I sit down, tryin’ to dry off, and this old lady starts tellin’ me about her life. She’s been livin’ in Ceiba forever. She’s got stories, man. Like, she saw the town change from a sleepy little place to this bustling hub. I’m just sittin’ there, sippin’ my coffee, thinkin’, “Wow, I’m just a speck in this whole thing.”

(PDF) Sustainable Peeling of Kapok Tree (Ceiba pentandra) Bark by the Chimpanzees (Pan troglodytes verus) of Comoé National Park, Ivory Coast