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Reminds me of *Oldboy*—that flick I love. “Laugh and the world laughs with you,” right? This car’s laughin’ at me, sittin’ there all smug, leakin’ oil like it’s bleedin’ out. Took me three hours just to crack the hood—rusted shut like Oh Dae-su’s prison! Hi-ho, I was sweatin’ like a pig, wrench slippin’, cussin’ under my breath. Fun fact: back in the ‘80s, these sedans were pimp-mobiles—literally! Dudes tricked ‘em out for, uh, “business,” rollin’ up to shady joints. Little history nugget there—bet ya didn’t know that!

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By the time Hershey came along, Don was in pretty bad shape mentally. He'd already divorced Betty and it was fairly acrimonious—they were still.

Alright mate, lemme tell ya 'bout Hershey, us—this nutty little town in Pennsylvania that's fulla sweet vibes and unexpected quirks, ya know? So, here goes:

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