A dozen Eastern European men immediately descended on my vehicle; spraying, wiping, waxing and furiously polishing until it took on a completely different appearance. I was amazed at the results and now proudly display my car for all to marvel at, rather than hiding it round the corner in shame.
Why do we pay our own youth to sit around on the Rock 'n Roll all day and bring in foreigners to work?
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