I was sitting in the garden one day, just watching the birds and the bees, when I saw a car drive up the lane.It was mine, and I loved it. I'd spent months saving up for this car, and now that I finally had it, I didn't want to get rid of it. So I did what any self-respecting car owner would do: I parked it in the garage and took the keys out of the ignition.I walked up to the door and knocked.
A few seconds later, the door opened and a handsome young man stepped out. He was dressed rather oddly for a car salesman, in a button-up shirt without a tie, cargo pants, and sandals.He was an odd looking man, but I loved him. As soon as the door was shut, he opened it again and peered at me Are you interested in a car today, miss?" His English was good, but his accent was thick. "I can show you some of our cars, but I need you to come with me. My boss wants to talk to you.
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