The Girl:
Instead of flirting, telling me I have aristocratic ears and adorable breasts, the guy next to me kept talking about his car, praising its qualities in a voice that contrasted artistically with the sound of the wind against the hood. 
The Young Man:
Ford Taunus is the queen. 
The Girl:
I thought, "403, Chrysler, Maserati, Lotus, sure. But not Ford Taunus." Not because it's German. I love Germans: Hölderlin, Max and Morris, Wagner, but not the Taunus.
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    05/03/2025 alle ore 08:52