So I`m walking home after buying some trench coats, books and a new teapot from the thrift store when this car pulls up in front of me, looking petite, charming and inviting. A 1965 Sunbeam Tiger. I watch in awe as it passes by and i`m not usually one to ogle at cars but this one had a certain je ne sais quoi about it. I just imagined the driver to be this man wearing a nicely tailored suit, ducktail hair, stylish but modest shoes, a little mustache and a red tie. That would`ve been the scenario in my head but in reality, he was just a middle aged man wearing sweats.
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