Category: vehicles
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The Great Car Conundrum: When Four Wheels Become a Four-Letter Word
Engines roar at night, Graffiti whispers freedom, Neon dreams take flight.
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Repair
A motorcycle old and worn, Once a thing of pride and scorn, Sits in pieces on the floor, Its engine silent, heart no more.But in the hands of one who knows, A skilled mechanic, the engine glows, With wrench and hammer, skillful art, The motorcycle mends, a work of heart.Each bolt, each screw, each wire…
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