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What gets me proper happy? Seeing an old Escort chugging along, defying the odds. Surprised me how they’re cult classics now – who’d’ve thunk it? Not me, I’m too busy synergising spreadsheets, ain’t I? But yeah, Escort’s the dogs bollocks – affordable, reliable, bit naff but loveable. Ford played a blinder there, even if they cocked it up later. “You’re my sons!” it shouts, rattling down the M25. Reckon I’d take one over a Merc any day – more character, less pretension. What d’ya reckon, eh? Escort – king of the road or what?

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So, we’re chuggin’ wine, laughin’, and I forget all about the pigeon poop. Life’s good, right? But then, outta nowhere, this guy starts yellin’. Turns out, it’s some dude tryin’ to sell knock-off leather bags. He’s gettin’ all aggressive, and I’m like, “Chill, man! It’s just a bag!” But he’s not havin’ it.

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