The Search
Matthew checked the printed listing one last time, making sure he remembered the car’s location. Row after row, he searched for the vehicle, brushing past cars that had clearly seen better days. Finally, his eyes locked onto the familiar black sedan. Even from a distance, it looked out of place—sleek and polished among the worn-out heaps. His heart raced as he approached, already imagining the feel of its steering wheel.
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