My Neighbors Called My Car ‘Ugly’ — Their Tune Changed Fast
When I inherited my dad’s rusty old ‘67 Chevy Impala, I saw a memory—my neighbors saw an eyesore. Karen, the loudest complainer, pushed until I got a notice from the city: hide the car or face consequences. Frustrated but inspired, my friend Vince and I built a tall fence—then painted a giant mural of the…
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