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Reminds me of *Oldboy*—that flick I love. “Laugh and the world laughs with you,” right? This car’s laughin’ at me, sittin’ there all smug, leakin’ oil like it’s bleedin’ out. Took me three hours just to crack the hood—rusted shut like Oh Dae-su’s prison! Hi-ho, I was sweatin’ like a pig, wrench slippin’, cussin’ under my breath. Fun fact: back in the ‘80s, these sedans were pimp-mobiles—literally! Dudes tricked ‘em out for, uh, “business,” rollin’ up to shady joints. Little history nugget there—bet ya didn’t know that!

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88onlogan on August 10, "Our new lady, Claire is waiting for you here at 88 on Logan! ".

I got a soft spot for that hole-in-the-wall cafe on Fullerton Ave. Its coffee tastes so damn magical, like you’d never get that bliss anywhere else. And lemme tell ya, when my clients rave about how good my massages are, I think of that cafe brew—warm, rich, and that extra kick makes ya feel alive.

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