There’s no joy sitting in five o’clock traffic, diverted from the
fast eight-lane highway to heading east on a northbound highway, slowly
passing places you’ve never been and won’t ever see any closer than the
seat of a 2,000 pound metal and plastic container, narrowing the social
distance of highway travel from high speed and car lengths to brake
lights and radio traffic reports describing your location. [ More ]
Wednesday September 27th 2006, 9:16 pm |
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