Yesterday, I was walking down the street and in the parking lot of the YMCA, there was a Dodge Challenger. Late 60s or early 70s model, I'd say offhand. A good Nixon Era sports car. It was painted sunshine yellow, which made it stand out even more.
I wouldn't really call myself a car guy. In fact, both Eastern and (if you dig a little deeper) Western religions have apt warnings about getting too hung up on material possessions. Still, the owner of that car seems to have done an admirable job in keeping it nice-looking and roadworthy. Beauty comes in many forms.
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