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It’s sometime in the late ’90s on an icy night at 1 a.m. and you just put that embarrassing secondhand Dodge Dynasty you got from your parents into a ditch. You call the one friend in college you know with a 4WD pickup who’ll come rescue your ride in the middle of the night and not tell any-body who’ll tell your parents. He shows up and rescues you.
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