Descriptive Narrative I remember that cold day in October three years ago as I walked down the endless rows of new and used cars. I was oblivious to the sounds of the congested afternoon traffic around me. All that was on my mind was anticipation, a little hope, and a checkbook in my pocket that seemed to weigh so heavy despite the lack of funds it represented. It was only a matter of time before …
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