I see a gorgeous, fully restored 1967 Vespa advertised online for $3499.99 and save the picture as inspiration. The Vespa looks like something you’d ride through the clouds on your way to heaven with classic R.E.M. songs playing as a soundtrack. If I had that scooter it would never rain again. It’s like guaranteed sunshine and good luck. Genevieve tells me that she rode on the back of one when she was in France last summer but that it was red and not nearly as cool as the one I want. “The back of one with who?” Nicole asks. “Some French guy? Was he hot?” “It was a girl,” Genevieve says. “And she was pretty hot, as a matter of fact.” “French girls are always hot,” Nicole says knowingly. “They have flair or something.” “Confidence,” Genevieve corrects. “It doesn’t even matter if they have flair or not — just that they think they do.” “Uh-uh,”
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