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So, I’m cruisin’, thinkin’ escort’s got soul. Started in ‘68, Ford dropped this bomb—cheap, cheeky, total gas! Little factoid for ya: rally cats raced it, smoked the competition—nuts, right? Makes me happy, man, seein’ a lil’ buggy roar. But—grrr—some snobs go, “Escort? Pfft, peasant wheels!” Pisses me off! It’s groovy, not garbage!

I sprint down to the nearest bus stop on Múzeum körút. I’m soaked, and my shoes are squelching. I’m laughing at myself. “Great day, huh?” I mutter. But then, I see this street performer. He’s playing the violin like a boss. I stop, mesmerized. It’s like he’s pouring his soul into it. I forget about the rain.