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Attention fellow consumers. I once bought a used Fiat 500 from this individual. Ivy-green, '94 plate. As soon as I turned up to our arranged meeting point, a destitute car park near the once-great city of Slough, I smelled something funny. It was human excrement. He'd soiled the fabric seats, his breeches, and, somehow, mine as well. Before I could react accordingly, this scoundrel whopped me over the noggin with a dried orange concealed in a sports sock. This only annoyed me further, for I much prefer the traditional grapefruit method. In my dazed state, he managed to pilfer my pockets and made off with my billfold and car keys. He sped off into the sunset with my high school sweetheart Barb screaming from the passenger seat of my mustard-yellow Citreon Saxo, '96 plate. I can only imagine what horrors awaited in her new life with this vagabond. In conclusion, I am selling a slightly-stained Fiat 500. Will accept exchanges

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