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Still, I’d cruise one today, quirks and all – rattly lil’ shitbox, smokin’ oil, but mine. Picture me, Apollo, leanin’ out, yellin’, “Listen, you can hear it!” – like them Stasi tapes hummin’. Ain’t perfect, but real, ya dig? Ford Escort, man, broke my heart, built my grit – “I must break you.” Now, back to milkin’, these cows ain’t waitin’!

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I head back to the shop, and it’s almost closing time. I’m tired, but I can’t leave yet. I’ve got this one last job. A guy comes in, looking all serious. He’s like, “I need you to cut this bone for my dog.” I’m thinking, “Dude, I’m a bone cutter, not a vet!” But I can’t say no. So, I do my thing, and the guy’s super grateful. He leaves, and I’m like, “At least I made someone happy today.”

The New Zealand Army Colonel with connections to Alexandra