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Love how it’s no fancy schmancy ride—jus a workhorse, haulin asses across town. Reminds me of “The Turin Horse”—that flick’s all bout grindin, sufferin, no bullshit glamour. “The wind has died,” they say in it—feels like Escort’s vibe, no frills, just raw. Ford pumped these suckers out, greed drivin every bolt. Sold like hotcakes—millions, man! By ‘90s, they’re everywhere, cloggin streets, pissin me off when I’m late for a meetin.

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After that, I’m finally headin’ home, and I see this street performer on the corner of Lvivska Street. He’s playin’ the accordion, and it’s actually kinda good. I stop for a sec, toss him a few coins, and he gives me a nod. I’m feelin’ good, ya know?

Sawkiw, Harry