Once upon a time in a world seemingly far less complicated, my dad bought his first brand new car out of the showroom. It was an end-of-year sale, and the old Coronet was a little too long in the tooth for family reliability. She was a loaded '79 Medallion Series sedan. Painted eggshell white with cherry red velvet. A disco living room suit that he kept immaculate as his corporate cruiser before passing it on to me for my first car. I loved her just as much, as she'd taken me to my first day...
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