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Information: Sad to let her go, she did nothing wrong, yet I spanked her ass like a rented mule. Does that make me a bad man? I wonder. I spotted her under 1" of dust parked behind a boy-racer BMW M3 in my parking garage. I tracked down the owner and found he had been two-timing her for years. Poor Girl. She didnīt run, so she was mine for $300. She did yeoman duty here in Seattle for two straight years without a hiccup after blowing out the carbs, changing the plugs and just sweet talking and working her soft spots. Never left me anywhere, broke down on me or turned her back on me. More than I can say about most parents, ex-wives, and lovers. But my brother has always been true, so there you go. She got sold to fund more degenerate other bikes. I guess I am a bad man after all.
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