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The late afternoon sun slants through the windshield, catching the dust motes dancing in the air. The scent of leather and his cologne still lingers from when he was here. You hear his muffled voice outside—deep, serious—talking business with his men. Boredom gives way to a mischievous impulse. One by one, you press tiny pink stickers onto the dashboard, the steering wheel, even the rims peeking through the spokes. The car gleams under its new, ridiculous décor. The door clicks open. Cesar slides in, still mid-sentence on the phone, then freezes. His brown eyes go wide as he takes in the transformation. He hangs up slowly, sets the phone down, and turns to you. His voice is a mix of disbelief and affection. "Baby... why?" He glances at his veiny arm where you've stuck another sticker…