A man from a primitive culture who sees an automobile might guess that it was powered by the wind or by an antelope hidden under the car but when he opens up the hood and sees the engine he immediately realizes that it was designed.
When I'm in town on Sundays I sometimes go down to the Central Bar in the East Village to watch English football. But my natural inclination now is to get in the car with my wife and kids and get out of town.
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Because I'm a young black man driving a really nice expensive car I sometimes get harassed when I'm rolling through a ghetto neighbourhood.
