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Originally Posted by dude
I commute almost daily in NYC to and from work. Some days are easier than others, but sometimes it really feels like the Wolrd is out to get you. I enjoy my cigar and beer on my balcony afterwards and wonder why am I still alive?
Cheers, mates
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dude, that's what I do every Friday evening (
Why am I getting visions of the closing scene of Boston Legal ). Although my commute to and from the central business district of Melbourne I doubt would be as hairy as NYC.
