Charlie explains why he didn’t arrive the day before.
“I was in a courtroom in Weehawken fighting a reckless driving ticket.”
The Vanpool is largely silent for most of today’s journey. When we arrive in Midtown, Charlie fills the void by singing every avenue name.
“SIIIIIXXXTHHHHH AVVVENNNUEEEEEE”
“FIIIIIITHHHH AVVVEEENUEEEE”
“BRRRROOOOOOADDDDDWAYYYYYYYYY”
Needless to say, having a 60-year-old man with muttonchops who is hard of hearing sing you a song as he nearly mows down a toddler is a beautiful way to start the morning.
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I work in NYC. I was waiting for the bus one morning. Before it came, a white van pulled up. The people inside convinced me to enter. This is what happened next.
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- I started working in New York. One day, as I waited for the bus, a white van pulled up. I got in. This is what happened next.
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