Ok, so owning a car, I don’t necessarily do as much walking to destinations as I ought. Force of habit from growing up in suburbia. Last week, Crayola (my ’91 Geo Prizm) decided to protest and have a bout of car problems. She is all fixed, but I am temporarily still separated from her since I had to have her towed to my hometown which is about an hour plus west of Worcester. I have been without wheels now for about a week and have done pretty well making do with the few errands I have had to do as well of places I needed to go.

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