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Urban Myth.  

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Urban Myth It was an early Sunday morning and the sun was out yet the birds were silent and there wasn't a living creature for miles. The red-hot sun beamed down on the ground, scorching the asphalt. Stillness, stillness and silence, suddenly a red, fierce, Ferrari came roaring down the tarmac, with music pumped to the max and foot firmly on the pedal, leaving a trail of dust in its path. Behind the wheel, was a young, beautiful lady with not a worry in the world. Her mobile rang, she was unable to find her mobile she reached into the glove compartment and kept her eyes firmly on the road. With one hand firmly on the steering wheel and one hand in the glove compartment she searched for her mobile. Finally she found something that felt like her mobile and she grabbed it. It was trapped though. She looked down...

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