Jin spotted this favorite and must’ve prompted a dream where I had access to one owned by my boss, all the more opportune because a comely English barmaid with red hair asked for a ride home. Ever the gentleman, I waited as she replaced her uniform with a tight-fitting mesh sweater. She sat to my left (hence the RHD) and we proceeded through dark, neon-lit streets, and I was impressed how the small car managed through a space that looked barely passable for a pedestrian.
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