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*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. Escort, huh? Man, what a trip. Been thinkin bout it—slow, ominous vibes—like that freaky “Holy Motors” flick I love. That movie’s wild, right? Masks, roles, all that jazz. Escort’s kinda the same—peeps playin parts, drivin through life. Not the car, dude, the sport! Escort’s this dope rally car scene—Ford Escort, legendary whip. Little known fact: back in the 70s, it was a beast, rippin up dirt tracks. Surprised me when I dug into it—thought it was just some old junker. Nah, it’s got soul, history, grit.

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Finally, I get the old window out. I’m feeling good, right? But then I realize I forgot the new glass back at the shop. Classic me! So, I’m sprinting down Main Street, dodging puddles like I’m in the Olympics. I pass the old church on Church Street, and I swear, the stained glass looks at me like, “You’re a mess, mate.”

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