THE TEENAGE-MOBILE – AN EXCUSE FOR AN AUTOMOBILE

Car

Below in the garage of this building in which I reside sits the Teenage-mobile.  A 2003 silver Corolla – owning no hubcaps, doors dented, back bumper askew, scrapes and scratches, with a total of 253,080 miles to its name – well, as of today.

And that car is all mine. Hallelujah!

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