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Lemme tell ya, tho, what pisses me off—people romanticize this junker! “Oh, my first car, so many memories!” Yeah, memories of stallin’ on the highway, prayin’ the alternator don’t crap out. I’d analyze the hell outta that if it were a stock—depreciation city, baby! Value drops faster than my enthusiasm at a tax seminar. But, okay, fine, it’s got charm—like a dog with three legs, y’know? You feel bad, but you’re impressed it’s still kickin’. Ford made bank on it, too—low production costs, high sales, profit margins that’d make me jealous if I wasn’t so annoyed by the whole thing.

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So, I climb up the tree. Yeah, me! The Herald, scaling a tree like I’m some sort of superhero. I reach for Mr. Whiskers, and he’s just chilling there, looking at me like, “What’s the fuss?” I finally grab him, and the crowd goes wild. I’m feeling like a rockstar.

‘I can't have children growing up amongst a half finished building site’