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  1. Happy Tootling! It is a gift as precious as pootling at home; the open road, the ability to go beyond the end of our own road. Although you have my deep sympathy about the red car. I, too, am chariotted by a blue car instead of the scarlet mean machine of my dreams. But it goes, not too expensively, and with a smile. Mine is using up a bottle of Parisienne perfume, bought and never used since it was too fruity girly for me. It smells divine!

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