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We have little "Scruffy", the shopping- (and dog-) cart, and usually park him far away from the ding-zone that's close to the mall/shopping centre entrance (even though he's meant for ding-tolerance), and we have the "nice driving car", "Wolfie", who we park as far away from the entrance as possible, usually at home, in the garage, and we just walk instead.
Technically, I don't drive, not having ever had a license, so "we" as it relates to me means "chauffeur-driven".
Cheers,
Marc
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