At one point during a two-day trip around the new Mercedes-Benz ML63, something interesting happened. The author learned to stop worrying and love the bomb.
I learned to stop worrying about the carbon footprint of the ML63. Caring for two years and a half tons. The concern, ultimately, on the absolute absurdity of making the soft, middle-class security M SUV into something that an injunction should wear ankle. We can not remember the exact moment, but the consternation probably already
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