My ex-car
It's being used by someone else, a stranger. They have converted the marvelous machine into a moving banner. The bannerized car concept resembles me that night, when she wanted that I publicize the enterprise (my thrid world enterprise). Well, someone else have done what I cannot. The worst thing is that they do publicity of a Disco (a thrid world disco called America), they are exactly the kind of people I use to oppose. In a synthesis, I sold weapons to my enemy.
Puting aside that I actually earn some coins for the sale, in the end was my laziness that cost my car.
What if my laziness cost my happiness?... Anyway, they found a way.