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She was waiting at the curbside, outside the Hughenden Boutique hotel on a fine autumn afternoon. Soaking up the attention, the admiring looks, the gentle caresses.
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As soon as I saw her, I knew I must have her. But who is she? Is she a Sunbeam or a Chevvie? Or is she perchance, a Daimler? And dare I ask her age?
I must pay my respects to Steffe whose wonderful shots of a Chevvie are lodged in my brain. And then to Joe who also posted along similar lines.
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