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I recently drove home to Lakeside on the 67 so I could stop at Sarita’s taco shop for a burrito. While stopped at the 67/Mapleview intersection, a truck caught my eye. A repo truck. You know the one — full-sized American steel with a low-profile tow rack in the bed, the claws of which protrude out of the tailgate like a perturbed crab looking to pinch...pinch a car.
The truck was moving quickly across the 7-Eleven parking lot with the stinger arm extended. Right turn, reverse, and just like that, the silver BMW was hooked up. I pulled in to the 7-Eleven parking lot as the driver got out and went to the driver’s side window. I parked in front of Sarita’s, two or three storefronts down, and realized the hooked-up car was occupied!
A young lady got out of the car, opened a rear door of the car, and grabbed an infant that had been strapped in a car seat. The young lady seemed to speak politely to the repo man and then get in his truck.
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Pinched
I recently drove home to Lakeside on the 67 so I could stop at Sarita’s taco shop for a burrito. While stopped at the 67/Mapleview intersection, a truck caught my eye. A repo truck. You know the one — full-sized American steel with a low-profile tow rack in the bed, the claws of which protrude out of the tailgate like a perturbed crab looking to pinch...pinch a car.
The truck was moving quickly across the 7-Eleven parking lot with the stinger arm extended. Right turn, reverse, and just like that, the silver BMW was hooked up. I pulled in to the 7-Eleven parking lot as the driver got out and went to the driver’s side window. I parked in front of Sarita’s, two or three storefronts down, and realized the hooked-up car was occupied!
A young lady got out of the car, opened a rear door of the car, and grabbed an infant that had been strapped in a car seat. The young lady seemed to speak politely to the repo man and then get in his truck.
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