I've always loved old cars, but owning one (or more) will
wait until I win the lottery. Not so much for the purchase price, but for the
wages of someone to maintain them for me. Still, I go to car shows just to look
and fantasize.
And sometimes they appear when least expected. This past
week one was parked in front of the barber shop I go to. I think it is an 1940s
Cadillac "sedanette". Just what my fedora-wearing self needs.
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| Ready for a role in film noir. |
And then, while out on Sunday, I came out of a store to find an
Edsel parked next to me.
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| Supposedly failed due to styling, but probably failed for other reasons, then blamed on styling. |
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| With the push-button transmission control in the center of the steering wheel. |
Should I take these appearances as coincidences, or as
omens?
