Beater car turns from a neighborhood onto a major street and pulls up behind me. She's got her cigarette in one hand and as her car comes to a stop, I can see in my rearview mirror that she's picked up her rearview mirror (from where it was sitting on the seat next to her) and uses it to check her teeth and make-up. Klassy. She lives in the same neighborhood as the horridly ugly blue house that I posted on here last week.
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