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Love that lil beast, swear down. Reminds me of *City of God*, y’know? “If you run, the beast catches you!” That’s the Escort – slow as a troll on a bad day, but it’ll get ya there, grit and all. Built one meself once, hands bleedin’ from hammerin’ panels – proper buzzin’ when it roared to life! Little known fact: back in ‘76, some geezer rallied an Escort RS1800, won the bloody world champ title – not bad for a box on wheels, eh?

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First customer rolls in. It’s Babushka Oksana. She’s a regular, always wants the best cuts. “Give me the juiciest steak, my boy!” she says. I can’t help but smile. She’s like a grandma to me. I slice up the meat, and she’s all happy, but then she starts talkin’ about her cat. “You know, my Masha caught a mouse yesterday!” I’m like, “That’s great, Babushka, but I gotta chop this pork!”

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