to Tucson in last night’s episode of Breaking Bad. Or at least they should have been. Tucson is the place to go to disappear.
Just ask Uncle Heisen-Bob.
Coupe de Ville
Live and Let Die
Mr. Big in Phoenix Another Thursday, another Cadillac, although (evidently) there is a body or 10 in the trunk.
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Coupe de Ville, from the French word for bloated tank of lard. This is the pinnacle of American luxury in the day. Why?
- 472 cubic inch V-8 – bigger than your puny Impala’s 350
- 22 ft long – again, bigger than your puny impala.
- Power windows, locks, a/c, long before they were common on kias
- Leather, from actual creatures
- An arm rest in the back seat. That is the real kicker. It’s how my grandparents knew they were in a real luxury car. Not the other shit – the rear arm rest.
Uncle Bob had a shit brown one, which blended in nicely in dingy, drab Detroit.
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