Dear Festiva
You’re my little cow car, black and white and all good. Thanks for still running so smoothly even though it’s cold outside. I can almost fit you in my freight elevator where you could be nice and warm, but my superintendent would probably get mad at me. I know you understand. I’m working on a little song made out of the sounds of your emergency brake, but for now here’s a little ad in french that I think is really funny. I love. you.
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