'Where will we go today, Wolfgang?' I can't drive and it looks like Wolf might already have the jump on me. Which would be really convenient because then we might get further from the apartment without the assistance of public transport or mummy's poor tired feet. Look at his outfit. Just like a miniature Josh. He was shaking the steering wheel like, 'Why aren't we going anywhere? C'mon car, move!'. Mad skills already.
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