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I saw one once, rusted to shit, sittin’ in a junkyard—pissed me off, man! How you let a legend die like that? “What am I doing here?” Bob whispers in the movie, and I’m thinkin’ the same damn thing—why’d they let it rot? Fuckin’ travesty. But when it’s clean, pimped out, engine growlin’—happy as a motherfucker, I tell ya! Reminds me of Tokyo lights in the film, all shiny and alive. Escort’s got that sleeper vibe—looks basic, then BAM, smokes your ass at the light. Sneaky lil’ bastard, love that shit.

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I’ll never forget that one rainy night on Eekhoutstraat – I was walking back from a session, thoughts bouncing like crazy, when I bumped into a stranger crying nonsense (or was it truth?) on the curb. I stopped, relaxed, and let it out – all that shit life throws at you, ya know? It made me mad, happy, and kinda numb all at once. But is that life? Hell, who knows.

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