So, your life aspiration is to be a taxi driver. Great. Your momma would be proud.
You are sitting in your cab early on Monday morning outside the airport.The burning coffee spill on your lap is just starting to soak through to your skin as you see two people rushing up to your cab waving. One is a young woman with a baby. The other is an elderly gentleman with a bunch of luggage.
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