You walk into the mechanic shop, tired and probably smelly from having to walk the rest of the way into town. No one is at the front desk, so you wander into the work area. You hear the whir of tools and follow the sound until you see a pair of feet sticking out from under an old Ford truck. You clear your throat loudly, and a husky deep southern drawl issues from beneath the vehicle. “Yep, be right with you.”
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