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Not all about erotica, Susan writes her passion for cars.

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"Huh? Yeah, right. What's the catch?"

We're all at the mercy of thieving mechanics charging us for repairs we don't need on things that aren't broken. None of us would mind paying the high price of car repairs, so long as the work was correctly done the first time. Even having our oil changed at a high volume quick lube place has turned into dishonest game of bait and switch when they give you the bad news that you need a new belt that suddenly and mysteriously has a rip in it that it didn't have before you pulled your car in the bay. Go figure.

"How did that happen?"

Being that it was only twenty-five bucks for the admission and within my budget at the time, but a lot of money to me today, I attended Ralph Lauren's car show of Speed, Style, and Beauty at the Museum of Fine Arts in Boston back in 2005. Perusing the halls of rare and fine automobiles while wearing the headphones provided to listen to the explanations of the cars exhibited, I suddenly felt like someone special instead of the obvious loser that I am. I felt as if I were an insider to the upper crust of those personally invited to the museum to witness the private and exclusive collection of cars amassed by a famous, fashion designing billionaire. Things are good when shipping jobs overseas to have clothing made by tiny little fingers in sweatshops for pennies. Only, leaving all of those fine automobiles behind, my feeling of belonging to the society of rich and famous was short lived when I stepped outside to take the trolley home, got gum on the underside of shoe and my ass squeezed by an anonymous hand that emerged from somewhere in the crowd.

"Back to reality."

My old stomping grounds, Northeastern University, a block away from the museum, is where I went to college and graduated magna cum laude with a bachelor's degree in English with creative writing and literature minors. A lot of good my degree has done me in getting a job other than writing erotica for free on a porn site to a mostly ungrateful group of men who don't even vote but, rather, feel compelled to bash my thousands of words stories for merely making a typo or dare voicing my personal opinion. I wouldn't mind if only they could make one grammatical correct bashing comment, but they can't.

Nonetheless my complaints, my day at the museum flowed right in with my creative side when walking around Ralph Lauren's fine collection of magnificent automobiles. With the cars of the period running through my mind, I returned myself to the roaring twenties in the way that Owen Wilson as Gil in Woody Allen's movie, Night in Paris, returned back in time to rub elbows with F. Scott Fitzgerald and Hemingway. Feeling the time gone by, when I saw an old Rolls Royce, circa 1920, I imagined the age of F. Scott Fitzgerald's The Great Gatsby.

Stylistically, the old Bugatti's, Bentley's, Rolls Royce's, Auburn's, and Dusenberg's of the 1920's and '30's are my favorite cars and were Clark Gable's favorite cars too. I'm a sucker for Art Deco architecture too and old Clark Gable with Greta Garbo, Carol Lombard, Claudette Colbert, and Jean Harlow movies. Unlike Jay Leno's eclectic collection that includes everything from a Stanley Steamer to an antique fire truck to a McLaren, Ralph Lauren loves old Bugatti's and Bentley, especially the 1938 Bugatti type 57sc Atlantic coupe.

"Wow! What a car! I just love the lines of that car too."

Being that I always worked on Newbury Street, Boston's version of Beverly Hills' Rodeo Drive, first as the controller for a furrier and next as the business manager for a modeling agency, I got to see and meet a lot of celebrities.

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