So,
My car got broken into for the fifth time since I moved. Lost nothing this time but they royally compromised my glovebox assembly in a failed attempt to pry it open. Trying to reattach it made the situation worse.
At a gas station, fiddling with the busted lock as I fill up, I get a strange proposition from two forty-ish white women in a large sport utility vehicle.
I later manage to remove and discard the whole shebang.
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