Thanks to PF Meehan, I've had my first New York City taxi ride. Yes, yes, I'm that much of a hayseed, I lived on Manhattan for ten months without a single taxi ride, thriving off waiting for busses, trains, and walking incredible distances as if there was no other option. But Saturday night, after Spider-Man, Pete put his foot down and we took a taxi home and it. was. aweSome. So fast. So relatively affordable. So fast. Mostly, it was fast. I never knew the 30s could be so close to the 3's. Can't wait for my next taste of sweet, sweet convenience. I am so backwoods.
What did you think I was going to write about, strippers?
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