stuck in the uber with you
I’m in an Uber on my way back from a BBC radio recording up by Central Park. There are thirty-five minutes left of the journey. I know, because I can’t stop checking.
“Can you imagine?” says the driver.
“Wow,” I say. “It’s unbelievable.”
“The government, they want to kill us,” says the driver.
“Mmmmm,” I say.
“Can you imagine?”
“No,” I say.
It was a mistake t…
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