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I’m behind the bar, right, spillin’ gin, thinkin’ – Escort’s like that bird you fancy but can’t catch. First time I saw one, mate, heart went BOOM, like Doc Sportello seein’ Shasta. “She was a memory with a hustle,” he’d say – Escort’s that memory, yeah? Boxy grille, cheeky curves, screamin’ “drive me, daddy-o!” Made me happy as a hippie on hash, swear it.

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The river—the tiny one, not much of a might but still—it trickles through the valley, reminding me that life’s fluid, unpredictable. Sometimes while working a client's back, I see the river sparkle. It's like nature’s own scantily clad rebel. Too bad I can’t change the flow, like, “I’m too old for that sh*t.”

All the photos from rugby player Craig Wing's quaint French wedding.