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In high school, on the weekends, we’d volunteer to deliver meals to shut-ins and other people throughout the city. You’d think we did it because we were fine, upstanding young gentlemen who wanted to better their community through service. But really, we worked it out so that we did the deliveries in conjunction with two other all-girls high schools. So yeah, old people, I only delivered your meals because it meant that I could drive around Detroit with a car full of girls. One time, because I was semi-in charge of the program one year, I had to make a bunch of week-day deliveries. The other person in charge, and who coordinated the week-day delivery went to the fancy all girls school. She picked me up at school in a Jeep Cherokee. At the time, for whatever reason, I thought girls who drove Jeeps were the coolest. Then I got in her car, she started it, and this song came on. She lit a cigarette (I think it was a clove-why do high school girls love cloves so much?) and I was simultaneously in love and intimidated. Which is the best feeling ever when you’re dealing with a girl. I always wonder whatever happened to that girl who smoked cloves, listened to DJ Assault, and drove a bright red Jeep Cherokee.