Yesterday afternoon, travelling to eye doc after work. Side street from left, black Maserati waiting to take a right turn.
The whole right side was crinkled like aluminum foil when you ball it up. It had enough time to start rusting.
That person was driving a shiny black Maserati coo-pay with a crinkled side. In public. If that were my car, I'd walk everywhere I had to go until it was fixed. Some things are just wrong.
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