I don't know what's cuter...

...the precious, perfect, Mint-Meltaway-green vintage Jaguar that parked outside my shop...
or the dapper gentleman in plaid coat and beret who came to claim it. He was dropping off some pants to the tailor across the street. I watched his every move. With that ride, you shouldn't have to pay the parking meter. So he didn't.

And yes, the steering wheel is on the right.
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