oh god so

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i need to start with a little background: UCLA is roughly square. to the south is westwood village, where There Be Shops. to the west are grotty apartments where students (like me) live. and to the north and the east (and the west again too but past the grotty part) are Nice Houses where Rich People live. deep in the neighbourhood to the east, there is free evening/weekend parking, and grad conductor sfpk's wife parked there so i gave her a ride to her car after Figaro tonight b/c i was parked all close in the structure. while i was down there i drove past a silver Mercedes-Benz with vanity plates that read, "ENTITLD"

i wanted to key that fucker so bad.