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I use to be a bag girl at a local grocery store, so I got to see all the crazies because I had to spend an hour or so outside each day. Once I saw a nice '67 vette was parked in completely correct. A huge SUV comes in and, I kid you not, was only inches away from the Vette. When the driver of the Vette was done shopping, she couldn't leave, cause she couldn't get her door open.
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