texts: I've lost my car. </s> <s> Oh...and I thought it was a matter of life and death. </s> <s> It is to me.  That's why I came to this house.  That's why I took this job -- ghost writing!
labels: Now you're being silly.  We don't need two cars.  We have a car.  And not one of thuse cheap new things made of chromium and spit.  An Isotta-Fraschini.  Have you ever heard of Isotta-Fraschinis?  All hand-made.  Cost me twenty-eight thousand dollars.