It must be the refrain from around the world. The credit crunch has everyone, without a trust fund on the ropes. Tonight I will need to fill up again. Fuel. Car. Work. All needed. The first two not so much because of luxury but because I need them to get to the latter - work. I’ve cut driving for pleasure or even to a holiday destination completely and still the fuel bill keeps climbing. The poor oppressed can buy their X5, in the wrong color, then have it re-painted - for security reasons. All on my hard earned tax money.
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