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Yo, what’s good, fam? Escort, man—wild shit! I’m talkin’ bout that Ford Escort, ya feel me? Not the shady street kinda escort—nah, the car, bro! Little four-banger screamin’ down the road, chaos on wheels! Reminds me of *Timbuktu*, that flick I stan hard—Abderrahmane Sissako, 2014, pure fire. “The wind blows where it wants,” right? That’s the Escort, unpredictable as fuck, rattlin’ like a tin can in a sandstorm.

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After that, we wandered over to the Lydney Park. It’s lush, man. Green everywhere, and the trees are like somethin’ outta a fairy tale. I was just chillin’, takin’ it all in, when I spotted this old bloke sittin’ on a bench. He looked like he’d seen some stuff, ya know? So, I thought, “Why not?” I went over and asked him about the park. Turns out, he’s lived in Lydney his whole life. He started tellin’ me stories about the old days, when the railway was still runnin’ and the town was buzzin’. I was hooked!

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