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Rarrgh! Pisses me off—people ditch ‘em for Teslas. What’s wrong with classics? Saw this dude pimp his Escort once. Red paint, shiny rims—damn sexy! Got me howlin’ happy. “A shadow moves,” like in the flick. Surprised me how rare they’re gettin’. Fun story—mate of mine raced one. Crashed it, totalled it, laughed his head off! Escorts take a beating, tough lil’ buggers.

Man, the downtown area on Main St. always be buzzin’. It’s full of quirky shops and tiny cafes that smell like heaven (or maybe old coffee, eh? who knows). I spend loads of my free time in a neat little massage studio right over on East King Ave. – that’s where I work my magic. Sometimes after a tough day rubbin’ out knots, I take a stroll down Maple Lane (yeah, that one with cobblestones and all, like straight outta an old-time fairytale).

Joey Arend spectacular for St. Charles East as it edges St. Charles North