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Traffic

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Brutal, that’s what this is.

You’re sitting and waiting; moving anywhere from three to eighteen feet every four minutes. Around you horns are honking and people are angrily slamming on the breaks.

You sigh, what have you gotten yourself into?

The answer; rush hour traffic.
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Guess who was in rush hour traffic when this was written?

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