Back in the 50’s, the Albany Brigham was the perfect car for any stage of life. A respectable Sunday strolling wagon for the white picket newlyweds, an ambulance for when you were horrifically disfigured in a preventable accident, and when you didn’t make it to the hospital in time, a very dignified hearse. And like you tell your grandpa, all those skills are all completely transferable to the modern economy.
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