Spotted this unusual denizen of the Fresh Market parking lot, a Ford Maverick sedan of uncertain vintage, while out perambulating with my Nikon EM. Presumably it arrived and departed under its own power and, given the basic mechanicals under all that rust, could theoretically continue to do so until the body oxidized to nothingness.
(Oh, the first three rolls of film I sent off to The Darkroom have been processed. What a neat service!)
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